Lyrics:
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
In my projects
Dawg, my projects is sweetin'
But if you ain't from where I'm
Get Money Round Here, Hey
In The Motha Fuckin Projects
Somebody In Trouble
Bitch Empty Out Your Pockets
Shot The Undercover For Coming
Through My
me a turbo or blower
Your shit box just sound like a mower
My shit run rich you can tell by the odor
Why am I shopping for project car
When I got
Back to the ghettoÂ
Serenaded by the violence outside the window
Project aristocrats gather they realizeÂ
That our hearts and minds are shackled by
get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize Cat
Hurt me in my
Me and my niggas chillin waitin on this bitch
Heard a knock at the do'
Come on in ho
I know you wit that train shit, the bitch said for sho'
Pat
[Bridge]
1 for the money, 2 for the thugs
3 for the projects, 4 for the love
y'all gimme my rifle, we moving by bus
And if ya moving too fast they'll get
The night is on my mind
The sun'll still shine
But the night is on my mind
So parlay while I drop this rhyme
See, Jake be gettin illy when
the fifth amendment
We both criminals with bad intentions
They say time heals all
But if I can shortcut
My success, Corvettes by tomorrow
Why so sad?
on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene, smokin' pounds of green
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
Nine
on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene, smokin' pounds of green
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
Nine
wa ooh ha ooh wa ooh
Steady on the grind
Daily on the grind
Money on my mind
So heavy on my mind so heavy on my mind
Mommy got a job makin' 'bout
that I lost every dime
But I'm richer by far with a satisfied mind
[ guitar ]
Money can't buy back your youth when you're old
Or a friend when you're
& you all through the night by my project window samplo
Take your time relax your mind by my project window samplo
Sending chills up & down your spine by
I got my mind on my money, and I'm not goin' away
So keep on gettin' your paper
For real yeah ain't never had to tell me get this bread
Holiday
right
She was bound to be yours for at least a night
See, I was introduced to her by my cous'
But that was before he told me who or what she was
Me
The money I made didn't change me, nigga, it changed you
I stayed the same through my wealth, but take a look at you
Back in the days, I went
The money I made didn't change me, nigga, it changed you
I stayed the same through my wealth, but take a look at you
Back in the days, I went
dropped the top, I know it's one, no need to cut it out (huh?)
The money what it's 'bout ('bout)
My bitch bag cost a house (Guwop)
I shine too hard,
Mind on my money, money on my mind
Tryna stack paper, countin' every little dime
Down to the penny, holla if ya hear me
I do it for the streets,
it together and let
You pick what to do and then we do that!
(Little nigga, you know I'm gettin' money)
'Cause we ca-
If I blew by, best believe, she
put the bullets up in my body
But that's if I'm a gonna
When I smell the aroma
Of brown cold liquor and polted marijuana
Project Pat in this bitch
with the game
They know me by the Breed and they don't know it's my last name
It's mind over matter
I don't mind, you don't matter
Pull a glock
Junior High, when we was barely gettin' by, when daddy died
That's when my mama started gettin' high
My neighborhood was full of drive-by's, couldn't
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