Lyrics:
love I'm still on a mission
Money like drugs I'm diagnosed with addiction
I still in that mode so don't get it twisted (Uh uh)
Right up out them
wit' ether
Silver spoons and silver pans like peter
Death is coming ima fuckin' reaper
No escaping this addiction either
Oh my god I feel it in my
I remember sleeping on my grandmama couch
Shit was too small my feet would stick out
I'm sleeping on a queen bed I fit now
Next to a queen I can dick
and you'll never get beat
By the junk food tattooed white dude true blued
Honky with an attitude coming unglued
Fate's right hand...I don't understand
my account
Bitch ballin word to mouth
Did every word that I spoke (Woo)
Kill it again look at em' choke
Self made
They mad they broke
They say they
Weighing out the options in my head
Is life really worth it or would I rather be dead
Nothings really wrong but nothings ever right
Happiness isn't
i'm in a state where i may end right now
It only takes one pow to take my inner fighter out of the brawl
Sunk too deep for me to even crawl
They always
the ho
With my name up in your mouth like fellatio
I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio
Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio
Underground
it unfold
There's grass to mow and still I glow
Blow my woe right out the window
Tick tock and it's four twenty
'You got some?' yeah man, I got plenty
what up Bean (Yo what up bro)
So let me finish this up quick 'cause shit be getting thick
So let me go out nice and slick
Perm signing off so hand me my
hesitate
Get the money make a way
Poker face
Play my cards right
Then I poke her face
Niggas talk
I don't do the word of mouth
I be lowkey
Ducked off in
Hair? Receding. Flair? None
But shorty had no courage to pull out his zip gun
Man, as you already understand
I gotta take the law into my own hands
cut, gleamin in the Benz truck, whattup
Tellin my mens what? Ten times platinum and we ends up
draped out, jumpin out a cake, now throw your tape
on the pecks Ima big fucking flex
Ima flake if she don't got cake
My new addiction
Plate full I'm eating
You in charge of the dishes Thanks!
Out the kitchen
ex now all these bitches wanna fuck me
I'm drinking right now got a beer in my hand uh
I just put it down so I can focus on this rap
You know by
as, hard as, Chinese arithmetic
Avante Garder, not a heretic
Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium
Pete Nice, elemental like uranium
as, hard as, Chinese arithmetic
Avante Garder, not a heretic
Figure out a right rhyme, stick it in my cranium
Pete Nice, elemental like uranium
myself another lie, it cuts to the flesh I'm bleeding out (Just let it out)
These words are flowing out, I told the truth but it weren't my mind (Just let
even play
Cause the beast be out n'all manner ways
Yeah the warfare psycho-energetic with
The time sign slid'n in prophetic
Keep my mind right till eye
calling
Your name G O D G O D G O D G O D
Counting me out faith is counting me in by the hours I
Spent at the house with my face on the ground out of my
got it through my head not to run my mouth
So when you talk 'bout, "You know who"
I don't know who you talkin' 'bout
Accordin' to my old bish, I be
make my family proud if I think big,
But thinking aint working, and the working ain’t working out, net working, emails, the best
Work is word of mouth
word I ever heard
Don't mean anything
No it don't mean anything
Ooh
CHORUS to fade/guitar solo
Produced by Mark Street
Engineering and programming -
leave 'em as Jane Does
But you know how the saying goes, they won't love you 'til you die
But I got the recipe for success, and they out here feeding lies
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