All the way to the top, and it seemed like a struggle, but I had to get through it.
I bought my papers, so I had to pass.
Empty on my dad, so you know I'm rollin' fast.
I got my cash, ain't no time for playin'.
Put it in perspective, time for who it's makin'.
Ain't no time for playin', put it in perspective.
Put it in perspective, time for who it's makin'.
But don't know shit, but they all up on my dick
Miss me, but you know shit, but they all up on my dick
Miss me, but you know shit, but they all up on my dick
Miss me with that slacking shit
I wanna listen
Pay attention, watch the news
Not my shoes
Pay your dues
And pick your own food
To ride with
Get high with
And do a lot of shit
Don't know a lot of shit
We multiply chips
And gain progress
But I don't know shit
If you hide, they know
Let me check if I catch em, I smoke em
If I catch em, I smoke em
If I catch em, I smoke em
I know a great way to get a sale on my crack
But I hate it when the hoes, they don't talk back
I know a great way to get a sale on my crack
But I hate it when the hoes, they don't talk back
I know a great way to get a sale on my crack
But I hate it when the hoes, they don't talk back
I know a great way to get a sale on my crack
But I hate it when the hoes, they don't talk back
I know a great way to resolve issues
When it's gotta be
Mr. Music, their demands
So what do you think?
I know a great way to get a sale on my crack
But I hate it when the hoes, they don't talk back
Pulled up on the coast
Y 'all about my friends
High as their board
Tony and the hooked up on friends
Told
Pulled up on the coast
Y 'all about my friends
High as their board
Tony and the hooked up on friends
It's called signs that pull up on the phone, y 'all are not my fiends
Hines that brought Tony and a couple of old friends
It's called saying my Benjamin didn't do all the sins
But Tony took a side and didn't want to make quick wins
A couple of chickens, Tony was gay
And I ain't seen it once till it's spirit day
I'm rolling with my nine, on fire, it's going high
I'm rolling with my nine, on fire, fire, fire, it's going
I'm rolling with my nine, on fire, it's going high
Gassing for my queen whipping on on the line
I'm rolling with my nine, on fire, it's going high
Gassing for my queen whipping on on the line
I couldn't believe it, goodbye gone bad
But when I catch that cat, that wish she never had
It's just me ballin' like I said I ain't gonna take care of my business
Hell naw cuz I ain't gonna send these niggas home again
I'm a tellin' my friends to get a seat on my grind
While the haters back at home, yeah they all talk down
On the way to the bar, this the way it gotta be
Mr. Mr. and the play, so what do you see?
I'm a tellin' my friends to get a seat on my grind
While the haters back at home, yeah they all talk down
On the way to the job, this the way it gotta be
Mr. Mr. and the play, so what do you see?
Play up, get dice for two
Jumpin' out my gator
Into my slumpin' boots
To make a nigga feel it
It's just like that
Do nothin' up like a thang
With Mr. Fat Pat
But ain't about the bullshit
I'm about to nail
Bitch, talk bitch, ain't nobody tell
But ain't about the bullshit
I'm about to nail
Bitch, talk bitch, ain't nobody tell
That he say, she say
A bunch of bullshit
That's right, cause a nigga fuckin' his bitch to try and get rich
That's right, cause a nigga fuckin' his bitch to try and get rich
That's right, cause a nigga fuckin' his bitch to try and get rich
And what about this bitch?
That boy ain't sayin' nothin'
To his body, everybody payin' birth
I'm gon' blow my buttons
They struttin' through the lobby
I see that boy Tony
The Lord only knew that I had my pistol on me
The Lord only knew that I had my pistol on me
The Lord only knew that I had my pistol on me
Pulled out the situation, everything to get me killed
And I knew that Tony had his pistol up in heels
Once I swang out, and I'm the last man standing
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' down to the MOV
You know what I'm talkin' about
Corleone
What's up, baby?
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' down
DJ
What's up, baby?
