If not mine
Check!
This budget of mine always fucks with my pride
Until I feel we doing fine I'll be subject to crime
I bother why?, a tad bit out of touch with father time
Feeling like another abandoned child, that's been effected
Never had stepped in, got a way with the words but no sense of direction
Like dice betting, nice women and nice weapons
Wasn't no one to teach me mistakes made life lessons
How I get it?, all the money that I'm spending
With my henchmen, doors opened and I went in
Knew this was never really the path that I chose
The money and hoes, the flashy clothes that? the?
Only planning to give him a half of one dose
Top of the morning they'll be asking fo' mo', all for some chicks to actually do blow
Now I got the whole strip on lock, chick off the old block they just on the O'Block
Plus, some cats rub me wrong so I ain't feeling 'em man? to do twice cause I'm killing 'em and
Feds is watching posting scoping while they sit in a van
Where as I was hot, the? what they did with the?
Trying to catch me in the act like cinema grand
I must be trash cause they trying to throw me in a can
Fiends rush me whoa homie don't touch me, ain't never seen you before you ain't a regular custy
He begin to jibber jabber, trying to get a nigga madder
Got me pissed like I had a health problem with my bladder
All that he would say and I acted like I ain't know about
I know what you got in store so why is you holding out?
You a bit to fast homie, you gon' need to slow it down
Until I lay in the earth I'm forever holding my crown
Because I touch figures I don't ever trust niggas
It's just my luck, he was moving like a sus' niggas
Then I, started questioning his identity, heard bullets have no name if they Fly then I guess they're meant for me
You and I are two different entities, you just pussy I love pussy that's why she?
Wasn't friends with me so I guess that made her my enemy
Left me alone eventually couldn't ever get a dance on me
If you know me I keep a large clientele, how could I go wrong while I'm getting calls on the cell
Said they needed a hit I gave 'em a fix, I would say it with some shit
The vocals that I lick come out crisp, I'm not supposed to give a fuck if a hater gon' be dissing
Name on the disc when I'm making it big
Oh no so so, get a watch as Rol's go, I won't have to ask for the time no mo'
The POPO is the reason that the poor poor
Ain't trying to be paying taxes we trying to make our own dough

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