Lyrics:
thing is follow your passions ally it's not a truce what you need to follow instead is your skill set and you'll find this out by talking to your friends
fifty cents you got fifty cents left
Roll next door play a little three on three down the park
You remember
Back in the day, I'm waking up I brush my
family good some days, yeah
Remember havin' 50 cent to my name for lunch
A quarter juice and some hot flames
We was sittin' on the couch watchin' He
at the zoo, cause the trenches had grabbed me
50 cents for chips, 2 for a dollar, break a bag, not stingy
She got a cute face, I compliment, bet I be in her
handled homey checks Like a banking eagle
Knew the insides of tax laws And hiding yo dough
Cause my homie kept Increasing every cent in his Flow
He could
oh cent, back down, had to eat the top ramen by the pack owww
Hit-boy said price snap now
Fuck that you're hogging the mic, lemme rap now
Make
ya coats
Bentley Farnsworth, I'll check him proudly
We got D-Block, Wu-Tang, Jay-Z and Nas
Also performing 50 Cent, Terror Squad
From the top, we have
think bitch we enemy's
Check on my chain I need 10 a piece
Next in the game where I'm finna be
No X by my name do not censor me
I got the chopper like
cop me a Tonka truck ride till I feel like a kid again
I feel like 50 cent many men
I feel like snoop off that juice and gin
I feel like Pac off above
French frames in dreams
At the city I can't escape
50 Cent, Darkchild, So Plush
Girl, I wait for your lovin'
There is no rush, what
That's how Darkchild
Push pounds by the ounce when you fuck with that skunk weed
Yah that skunk weed when I'm rolling up primo
Cash a huge dab just consider that my pre toke
spirit
What you hearing
One half of a gentleman
And 50 percent pimping
How yo pockets ain't on big up
Criticizing the bread winners
Got em blinded by these
Them 30 days turnt to a year then to a lifelong venture
50 grams of K in Kunta Hora got my mind al dente
Perfect time and place to say its over
Life all
by the Swiss
Worn by the rich, with that shit you can sniff
Got not time to play 'round, it's way too much in my mix
I'm talking dollars and cents
this lint like a slave
And 20 cent to my name, tryna make this crime pay
Money spent, Ben gone, left me with the Hamil-ton
Window tint, same ol' song
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
of the Verse and I'm extra stylish
ALL STAR's on my feet yo
I'll kick it witcha at the finish line
Said if I come late then nevermind
But zero to fifty
then?"
Fucked ya hoe, she switched sides
Knew i was a man then
Every time you took her out
Said you gettin yo check late
You and her go 50/50
And that be
aiming at your vest (at your vest)
With many men ain't talking 50 cent
I was breaking it up
And bagging it up
That's a life of promising child
I just be by
and Wednesdays
I might buy me 10 Denny's, I might buy Family Dollar
Cut it to 50 cent, I got a job for your father
I'm tryna help with the rent, I came up from
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
but I can't forget
When i was asking for them dollars it was barely 50 cent
Names on the list
But I ain’t owe you shit
Never did favors
It leads
the subject
They've taught you well collar around your neck
Buried under debt they got yo sorry ass in check
Babylon must die open your eyes
On sait pas trop
the 50 cent cocoa
Ice, ice, me baby
Cause the Black Sheep Dres be up on the scene
Let the top down, turn up the sound
Got my hands in the air
Cause my
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