Lyrics:
the fuck out of my lane (YEA! YEA!)
I will die rich or trying no in between
50 Cent her when she on the lean
Did we ever meet? Couldn't remember I was
What the fuck am I really doing here
Is my future near and is it a predictable path
Am I gonna laugh one day sit back relax
The concepts everything I
Never been a person you could call content
You'll can't get a dollar outta 50 cents
Spent my youth preparing for the worst
The best is yet
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
remember niggas had me out there by my damn self
Break a moment of silence
I ain't dead, my life is frozen 'cause I'm goin' through it
Niggas sendin'
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
acting mad cool
Used to act a goddamn fool
Like there ain't no future in this rap shit
Now she begging for backstage
Passes to Summer Jam i laugh
People in
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like
motherfuckers that killed Biggie
Notoriouses, bring that Benz in
I'm about a dollar, nigga fuck 50 Cent
I heard Tony Yayo can't pay the rent
I heard Lloyd
I grab the beer, but not in the ride
'cause I'm not stupid, I don't drink and drive
I'm not a beginner, amateur or local
My album is sellin'
Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee)
Is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready?
Let me know, holla
There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see
That's gon' make it hard
a bigger house
it be the fakest ones who smile with the biggest mouth
If I got a dollar in my pocket and it's 2 of us
Then I really got like 50 cents
a raise over 50 cent
This is Curtis
You ain't gotta lie
Soar when I don't try to fly
I came to rock and make my old hoes get lower than ankle socks
That's
her again
Damn, he gon' give it to you
No, I need 75 cents out of you i got you
Ooh, lemme see that, bro i want it outta her
What you need to do, is you
gettin' too intense
Critics ravin' 'bout our album
But we're makin' fifty cents
And in the end
We was facin' the hard, cold truth
So tomorrow come what
Let's go back to 1973
The newly born genre of music that is so well loved is just getting its first breath of life
Now nearly 50 years old, hip hop
Tell me what it is, or what it is, man I was really broke, two cents from two pennies
Now I'm on top, so the bottom gon' miss me My mind won't drop,
gon' win today
Think I seen my future
Baby mama up at Chick Fil-A
Tell them niggas
Put they album out
We blow that shit away
You need a reminder how
prison arrival
Ya new African American idol
Is me Eli O N E I roll in peace
By myself I rise my wealth
Since I'm alone
I don't have ta divide my wealth
I
I’ll stand behind this shattered glass
I feel like 50cent
I never worry
Cuz I know somethings are imminent
I guess I gave em what they needed
They ain’t
(Uh)
Feelin' like 50 they won't get a cent cent
No matter how many men (Ay)
Always been feeling like I've been ahead ahead
You know i been setting trends
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