Lyrics:
One dollar we gone split,
Fifty cent, fifty cent
I get a soda, you get chips
You give me some, i let you sip
Remember how we hit that lick
Then
Standing on the steep cliffs
Pondering with time
Late night thinking with a phone by my side
My mind, like a waterfall pouring with thoughts
I'm
crocker
Steady tryna
Synonym
Bitch you not
My twinnem
If I ain't winning
Then who the f**k
Is winning then
All they do is
Skip her songs so
I call her
talk
Sticking to the fucking plan
You’ll never know the plan
Go and ask your bitch like 50 cent she knowing I’m the man
Ian gone lie it get hard
amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got a ass full
science was his game, justified by war
His spawn lay in the freezer
The killers that bore his name
The breeding house, you were there
And the sins of your
on You.
I have a friend with a heart issue so tired now Lord.
I have a friend who's Mom is nearing that final shore.
Waiting, waiting, waiting on You
bally-wear
They want a cut
Lazy as fuck
Ain't even helped u push that truck
Enough is enough
Who can I trust?
Since I's born all they sell me is lust
Right
pinched
Scrapped by, believe me homie, I only had 50 cent And even then, I was still flyer than many men
I wanna be down, with what you're going through I
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
out that bloody, you know how it get
I know that you caught my mans, but I hit yours with 26
He got hit with 9, but ain't survive, he ain't like 50 Cent
on Chuck like
Back when he was little
Bitches whispered to my girl like "Baby
Why you with him?"
If I had a penny for every every Mark Henry
Or if I had
my coat on
50 Degrees call me frozone
Aye K5 how you be switchin the flow on em
I juhh been rappin nd stuck out since I was a jit
Straight
What it’s like to be a gangsta
Listening to 50 cent I can’t be wanksta
Momma imma gangsta momma imma gangsta
If I go tonight then imma be Angel
I
a dem beetches
That's the Hennessy at the top
That's fifty dollars a shot
Too much will make you pop to pieces
'Cause when I party yes I drink to sin
your birds
I'm puttin' up numbers so I'm changin' the stats
You all know by now, yes, a nigga need gats
All my Israeli with the Gaza chops
Fully
this shit
I might need a couple tools if we go thru with dis
Copped a few g's just for u baby so do the rest
Yungin with no heart I keep ah pistol by my
You’ve probably heard of the curious guy
Who had sat down to nap with a tiresome sigh
And who frightfully found when he slowly arose
That a full 50
that you don't know
Like, what you really wanna say?
Get paid, spend it all on a new chain
50k on a ride that's tinted
You minted, I'm living
Tell me who
Importance of being Earnest
I save money then invest it, you're broke son
Like givin' head to 50 cent, you blow funds
Something
Makes me feel fine
Evidently,
wish I’d been warned in advance
Advance advance advance
THE FIFTY-YEAR NAP
You’ve probably heard of the curious guy
Who had sat down to nap with
and the gold I collect
I'd commit sin just to earn me a check
In love with a nine but a ten giving neck
You selling your souls for the clout and the rep
But I
let's go, let's go
Ha hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Drive by, hit you with the two piece combo
While I'm hangin' out the window of your
the fuck you lost money? When, cuffing a couple dimes
These hoes cause I cut loss with them floss teeth
That was gold, for hoes, that's a gem for who knows
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