Lyrics:
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
This last joint we gon' call Conversations
Original produced by DJ Pain, big up bro
So when I sat down to write this joint
I thought about all
Landslide Alabama on my way to Savannah
[Chorus]
I said I woke up this morning headache this big!
Pay all these damn bills feed all these damn kids
the reds and blues
'Cause I don't like it when you shy
Then if you run out of gas, go get pumped up
I'm gonna be here by and by
Pass them pasteboards
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
Landslide Alabama on my way to Savannah
[Chorus]
I said I woke up this morning headache this big!
Pay all these damn bills feed all these damn kids
there'll be no bobtail flushes make me bite
‘Cause when I gets in them my hands will be a peach
And he played them tight but lost his pile
And Bill got
scripts by whites like Mr. Al Capone
[ Bushwick Bill ]
Yeah
America
A land that made Christopher Columbus
A historian for bringing madmen, white slaves,
the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts deposit a 100 stacks
Break up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could live
I knew it
time, I lost confidence
Polarized by my self conflict
Holy ties I feel start to slip
Sober eyes till I feel like shit
Where procrastination take over some
think I'm big daddy cunk
Reincarnated spirit of a G
Beef'll make you dinner take a seat so we could eat
A Farrakhan aura, paws on the port
You eat
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
the underserving that went an die.
Drive By The Block.
Then I'll Go Grab The Lock.
Then I'll Case You in Box.
Best not Drive By The Block.
Bout get big
and a hen that won't lay
A big stack of bills that gets bigger each day
The county's gonna haul my belongings away I'm busted I'm busted.
Pick Me Up On Your
Landslide Alabama on my way to Savannah
[Chorus]
I said I woke up this morning headache this big!
Pay all these damn bills feed all these damn kids
(What?)
Ice blue cool, top lip frostbit (Frostbit)
The soundbite Clark Gable on my cable bill
(Damn)
Bill Cosby on my couch out in Nashville
(Tenessee)
Plum
she wont let me, she flexin, I kno that she will
Im chasin my dream, a nigga need blue and that green what you thought it was teal
I drip they want
a bandit at ya wake
Epitaph reading how much damage you could take
While I'm on the boat with ya bitch, salmon on the plate
I know why you liked her,
Blue Jay
Talkin' to me like they really wan' be on my side
But do they?
Got a VV wrapping all my bands
And 'em bills all got a blueface
Flyin high, with
dreams of balling I had to make it real
I was sleeping on myself I gotta touch a bill
Big wins for the ends , for the mandem, the kin
Ain't no squares in
dirty dish rag, you
You couldn't fit my twos
Not even my kids tap shoes
Kenny Wayne Shepard
Blue on black
That's a big ass bruise
I'm this good at rap
.jpg/259px-Big_Bill_Broonzy_(1951_publicity_photo).jpg "Big Bill Broonzy")
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