Lyrics:
fosho
I ain't tell you about the money, in case you fake if you see dough
It don't matter how far we gon' go
If you by my side for the while, we gon'
Lemme introduce myself I go by name of grey
The only thing you should know about me is that I'm great
I don't care if you agree or think that I may be
all my life i walked, stuck in the dark
thinkin brothers that went to church had to be marks (??)
no hearts, though i had it twisted like french
up my life with some schedules
All of my bitches bisexual
They can't knock him off of the block (they can't?)
They can't knock him off of the top
never changed
I know about all three
With the money and the fame, through the sun and the rain
Nigga I never changed
They tell me that it's all a game
not Tony Montana
The way that I'm blasting off, I'm going high I'm on a whole another planet
Talking bout money and fast cars in about 50 years no it
It's your boy Snoopie G and I'm back once again
And I don't really give a fuck about what saying
They can say what they want they can talk all that
come by they all going maggie simpson
Pressed play now i'm in the game EA
Imma send em back finger wag like Dikembe
My competition couldn't fuck with me
I’ve had enough of it.
The way you shut me out.
I’m hanging by a thread.
My head is buffering to calm me down.
She knows everything about me.
We
money at last
The hood where I came from niggas hate you when you richer than em
Gatta stay away from these niggas full of envy and greed
My life
The true state of all things:
I keep on not dying, the sun keeps on rising.
I remember my life as if it's just some
dreams that I don't trust,
gettin' bent all night
Yo, who dat? I never seen him in my whole life
Step to his business cause it's only right
Po po ain't around so I grab my pound
Money
[Ice Cube]
I been servin' niggas since 1985
Niggas want the gutter
Ice Cube, Jay-O Felony
My nigga Gangsta, Squeek Rule
Keep it gangsta why'all
of 12 I was on another page
I wanted to jug upon tha other people were gettin' their pay
My momma would always tell me about the direction that I was
With you by my side i'm set for life.
Money got me hooked and I know it
Feelin all the fame time to blow it
Run up on me im lookin locked and loaded
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
imma still go in, and get it
Nahh Ian done, still got some more shit to show, but I'm doing it all by my lonely
Ion get how niggas claim that they loyal,
tho
Energy was vibrant so I had to let it flow
Looked at my bed and she’s gone
I smell French toast and some bacon from the kitchen
Oh
Guess she’s
love you
The rest for me, I don't care
Cause you know, I swear
L am the French man, from Paris
Think about it will always love you
But you know, Hey
send they bitches by
Their o's for em
Still trapped in this bitch
On probation and all
My daughters want them jordans so
I'm breaking the law
I got
yoo!
No be say I no dey like ball all day
With them gyalie around
But na money I de find, One and only thing
Wey I carry for my mind
And you know every
I can hear the bells
Well, don't cha hear 'em chime?
Can't 'cha feel my heartbeat keeping perfect time?
And all because he
Touched me
He
be havin' greater visions (ah), you can tell by the way I whip it
You gettin' money, then the haters with it
It ain't dry, I told 'em wait a minute
lady, yeah, I wear it (woo)
First to hit it, don't care, wan' share it? (Paris)
Goddamn, I gotta be about my dawgs
Hold up, pause, take off all my shit
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