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Put on the full armor of God, keep that 'istol by yo side
Never know what's 'round the corner when the Devil's lurkin'
Gotta treat yo people right,

on probation
Still probably high getting by
Trying to overcome his passed mistakes
While passing jays
Hard to listen what the pastor say
Family members pass away

everybody blinded by obsessions with possessions
And first impressions, not to mention, I'm feeling reckless
My mind is racing like I popped ephedrine
I could

looking for balance (Yeah Yeah)

I see heads turn when i walk
Tell by the demeanor I'm a boss
Smell like money smell like riches im the one
Shawty love my

This that lavish music
Know we getting to it
Get that bag and move it
Then we come collect our change just like how a pastor do it
Sliding in a range

Money Is My Bitch

Nas

I Am...The Autobiography

1999

to treat it, never take for granted, she got me trapped

[Chorus]
My money, money, money, my bitch is my money
Oh money you my honey
Money is my bitch

want the boy if he a joke
We controlled by money
Get told my money
Do things we that we usually won’t for money 
We fold for money
Get bold for money

Troy: Not cause I like you! Cause
It's my duty to take care of you
I owe a responsibility to you! Now let's get
This straight right here now
Before

might be something they could try but not repeat
Mmmm top 3 everything I earned is not for free
Never had plugs had to hustle hard and move the feet
Did

it!)
Booty like a treasure, it'll be hard to take it (uh-uh!)
And that ass is on fire, stop, drop, and shake it!
Twerk it, shake it, do it for the money

the scene,

(Brrrr, Bow,
Bow)

Don't like waste money but I fumbled a dime,
for somebody that wasted my time,

She miss me and I know that she really wan kiss

Lyrics:

1.	Lookout folks there’s a big new game
For damned Republicans who know no shame
All the world’s troubles are caused by Libs
Says Fox News

And disbelief
Preachers preaching condemnation and fire
They beatin' on the sheep, man
When they broken entire
Pastor said that if you love 'em
You would care for

the graduation, I press rewind
To remind myself, that I define myself
I got plenty room to grow, but I ain't by myself
I got love for Ella, I got love for Howard
I

still yet to know. 

Chorus 

Why things getting hard for me 
Oooo! I’m still yet to know 
Why ti omo ologo mi n starve 
Oooo!

My Life

Killah Priest

Priesthood

2001

[Chorus x1.5: Killah Priest]
My life, though things may seem hard
My life, I know I can depend on God
My life, things might not always go right

the stick
Supposed to hit the league
With Alonzo, by the morning I was sick
First round pick for the Magic
Pro Wizard with the wrist
All that greedy money

really give a fuck
I had to learn the hard way
Getting hurt by those I loved
Tried to turn for help to them
Cold shoulder left me numb
Times is getting

Communism

Common

Resurrection

1994

she Betta Have My Money
Or step to the AMG
You know Com Sense, oh yeah him be
That nigga that be making all the bid-by-by-bye sounds
But since then,

love 'em like a chest piece
This a sport I'm gunnin' for my ESPY
I seen this game go by I know I really gotta go
I seen this train go by I follow you all

limbo
Grower, not a shower, she left me in mid October
Put my foot down on the gas, went so hard, I got a (hold up)
Stacking money, making racks, making

dough and go hard
And go hard
All I know all I know
Is get dough and go hard
And go hard
All I know is get this money
All I know is go hard
Raised by some

as you by my side
There's nothing I couldn't pay for
We'll make up and never break up
I stay in love with you paper

Money can't money can't buy me love

We Don't Give a F***

50 Cent

Thoughts of a Predicate Felon

2005

ask why? Why cry
Man up, chump, worryin is for the weak
You could hold your own or get left for dead in the street

We, we don't give a fuck about