Lyrics:
a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail sentence
I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
then I'll take her shopping
Have her dripped in Girbaud with a Gucci locket
Get it all thru spring, summer, winter time
Feeling like 50 cent on his
at
Bro give a nigga 50 shots no he ain't he ain't no 50 cent so when he let the semi pop he won't be singing manny Men putting niggas on a shirt fuck it
grammar
I turned her to a mini-me, sometimes don't understand her
It's just sometimes I just can't stand her
You ain't even there no more, she said she left
I’m talking fuego
I been hot since 50 cent many men, oh really man
I had to start over again I been planning my revenge
Fast forward now people
we gonna do? (I don't know)
Pressure is mountin
Oh baby now how we gonna get through? (I don't know)
Can't go left (uh uh) can't go right (uh uh)
If I had a dollar for every sad song
I'd be rich by now
Yeah I'd be rich by now
I know I'd be rich by now
I'd be rich now yeah
I know I'd be rich
can't downplay
Feeling like a runaway
In my room I hideaway
Hoping for some better days
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway
I go on anyway,
Yea
HLR Shit
Bitch im on my shit
I gotta get this Guala
I need every lil cent
Yes i gotta ball i ain't sittin on the bench
You ain't seen what i seen
anxious
People owed me money
Ain't hit me up, testing my Patience
And I ain't got much left
I'm out here in these trenches
Tryna make Cents
Turn into
see shit coming
They say Colt go stupid at your neck like nooses
Boy I am a nuisance you can't change my two cents
I know half these niggas thought we
all that nonsense
Saying imma kill you but I know its fucking nonsense
Imma pull up with the stick
Yeah Im about to pop shit
Im not fifty cent but imma
breaking right through the limits
So my convo getting pricey, I'm charging them by the minute
Only worried 'bout moving, forward, never worried 'bout
like I'm 50
Half of y'all don't make no sense or no cents
And I just got my license so now I need rims and a tint
(Skrrt)
Asking her what she be pissed
a work of art
Don't know where to touch
Feel like a kid in a sweet shop
Lemme take you to the candy shop
I ain't 50 cent
But would you lick on my
lightly begins to rain screams of terror
Are hidden by the passing trains
This can't be little Shane, his uncle cried
As he drops to his nephew's
a first impression
Apm doin' 50 mil now apm., doin' 50 mil how
Four year plan, then ill say these vows
They believe in the boy, yo, I can't let em down
'm turned up in the raps
My voice used to be sounding jaded
Mogul just like fifty cent
I'm gone still be paying rent
Ain't no use in buying houses
You ain't
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
Woo! Yeah, it's 50, A.K.A. Ferrari F-50, break it down
I got a lot of livin' to do 'fore I die
And I ain't got time to waste, let's make it
You
by her bloodstained hands
Oh, yes I could
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you want
You can't always get what you
the clout shit or the fame
Just tryna make a way; because this life is not a game
So if you not making cents to me then don't expect no change
I'm busy
even like 50 dollars no mo
50 cents? Fuck all that half way shit
Keep it a hundred with me
I'm all about Benjamins
I done jumped the fence again
Levelled
with IRS
I don't fuck with taxes but I'm blessed
Fifty Cent
I'm Fifty-a-milly
Man you talkin to me comin' so silly
Imma go over here and do free wheelies
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