I Like the View

I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal Good wasn't home, so I settled for better I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got Now I'm like "Hey, I like the view from here!" I'm so high I can't see you from here Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy Pussy getting problems, can't live without 'em The weed too loud, turn up the volume Richer than a bitch, but I can't buy tomorrow That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho) God bless the world, and most people in it It's anybody's game, but nobody's winning Mona Lisa smile, that bitch barely grinning Take you off the face of the Earth like a blemish We went from Boyz to Menace, Menace II Society Now we get high-ya!, call that shit karate Blame it on the money, the money is the bad guy Smoke so much good, I don't even have a bad side Yeah, I got a pussy hangover Bitches eat me up like my name is Russell Stover Murder the perception, make 'em get it right If I'm flirting with perfection, I'm fucking her tonight I'm a Southern delight, Louisiana pride The belly of the beast, it ate me alive Tell them bitches they'll never take me alive Ever today that I took a walk outside I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal Good wasn't home, so I settled for better I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got Now I'm like "Hey, I like the view from here!" I'm so high I can't see you from here Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy Pussy getting problems, can't live without 'em The weed too loud, turn up the volume Richer than a bitch, but I can't buy tomorrow That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho) Ugh, and we all kiss our mommas Cause promises are broken, but tomorrow isn't a promise Think I'm getting sick, I'm feelin' ill-egal And not having money is the root of all evil Life is a midget so try to live it up It's Doctor Carter bitch, I got this shit nipped and tucked If these walls could talk, they'd probably won't shut up I need some wallpaper, before they start the fuss Yeah, pick up the phone and call yo block Call Mitchell Carmone, now my pockets all bumped I don't think about the future, it comes soon enough Motherfucker I don't shoot you, bitch I shoot ya up I ain't ride with these niggas, I don't like these niggas I just roll another joint, white spike with these niggas When I woke up this morning, got the cold out my eyes And then I took a walk outside And I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal Good wasn't home, so I settled for better I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got Now I'm like "Hey, I like the view from here!" I'm so high I can't see you from here Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy Pussy getting problems, can't live without 'em The weed too loud, turn up the volume Richer than a bitch, but I can't buy tomorrow That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho) C-Bo Stop playin' Run up in your fucking mouth nig'! I'm beside myself so that makes two of me, Nigga!