Lyrics:
Strictly mobb, strictly mobb
I might be rich and I rap, but shit
A hundred dollars worth of food stamps for $45 dollars
Nigga fat, I wasn't fin' to bite
reason
N****z know that the bulls*** was dead on the streets
N****z I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak
Long live the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C.
reason
Niggaz know that the bullshit was dead on the streets
Niggaz I'm gettin high, gettin head as we speak
Long live the great ones, B.I.G, P.A.C.
Let's find love in The Moment
Vibe all day were right in The Motion
Way up high now we are Chosen
Up all day making Love by The Ocean
Let's find
divide you By any dividend
Silly is silly does feel me
I'm not big dot I be chillin' feel Me
Period and I get it in
A hundred rounds that's a lotta
Doing 85 on I-85
Merge Off do 75 on 285
My word... it's hard to shine working a 9-5
But then I think about it, at least I'm blessed to even have
You cats will go night night
For the right price
So I suggest you know respect
If you like life
Cause the white high how I made loochie
Them big rocks
You cats will go night night
For the right price
So I suggest you know respect
If you like life
Cause the white high how I made loochie
Them big rocks
of lemonade A yo my potential so bright man I just Gotta learn how to play this big game called life it takes you to your lowest then takes you to your highest
the Sky Zone/
And I'm top 5
Imma die alone like a G/
So Hand Me a brand new Mic Phone/
The Crown sits adjusted on My Dome/
Plus I stay high by the Sky
Aye Aye Aye Aye
Back in the game and I'm eating like a big boy
I ain't never going back
Girls all around me and they looking like playboy
I don't
Mmm
Aye
KC from the block, yeah
Hey
Lemme show you the world and let's run it
Yeah, that's 45k stuffed in my luggage
Oh yuh, it ain't a big deal,
like Richie rich
cll about big band dog
I stack it up quick
Got ur bitch all on me dog she a freak
She riding my dick
I don't even gotta stunt dog
Cuz
Taking a risk to get rich
Suit up and go on a mission
Money to be made
I can't miss it
Shawty bend over put her ass in my Face
Shawty bend over I'm
pudding, what's in the hood then
Puffin on L's, drinking pink champelle
Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot
Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggas, V.A.'s locked
pudding, what's in the hood then
Puffin on L's, drinking pink champelle
Ty rolled with a nigga, V.A. spot
Tone, Mike 'Zo and them niggas, V.A.'s locked
Mashallah
I'm that bae
Pretty little thing
With a real big bank
Mashallah
Ride my wave
10 in the face
With a itty bitty waist
Ima laugh
up if it show up, baby-show up, baby
We celebrate, go on and pour up, baby, yeah
Yeah, this that big Bay whale shit
Back in the day when I used
Running up the money just me and I
With a bad bitch switching lanes getting real high
Money stacks up young nigga with a big glock
Life
Ride high dro burn my brain
Gotta let a boy I re-earn my thing
And my five pound germ might sing
A song, if you want to sing say Bling
And if you
the wraith (skrr)
Whip at a high pace
Make sure all the pie safe (skrr)
Big stick, big stick poppin' (big sticks)
Everybody running, then dropping (ba)
Cas Sis V de pan de mike I beg you keep up the pace
And who a star wid Mr T it's Hannibal, Murdock and face
I'm sure you noticed on the mike that
your train roll by?
Nine-sixteen and two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five.
At nine-sixteen, two-forty-four, twenty-five minutes 'til five
On time for Kenzoe
And my dawg Yung Snap
That’s my lil kinfolk
Melanin Rich
Them the ones I kill for
Kind of high right now
But I’m down ten toes
Tryna give
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