Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Holstar]
Got a side hustle for my side hustle, I’m 50 Cent with the Power you Homies lack muscle/
Lackluster – too tired, I can't puncture
Afterwards i'm on the bus, only writin' 'bout the shit i got a fuckin' problem with
Y'all incompetent
So i might begin to rob 'em
Cuz i could fix my problems
for the money two is for my niggaz who jack
Niggaz ain't takin that shit no mo' they got big Benz and Cadillac
My gat is in my lap, so whatchu wanna
Before the children that's confusin' life
The voodoo type that'll pull out the Uzi and make you lose your life
The news is tight, I got 'em hangin' by
smoked a quarter by afternoon
I walk with a attitude, I gave you niggas change and got no token of gratitude
Like what I gotta do to make you tap in?
I
I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh
problems
I’m faded right now I’ll hear bout 'em later
If I love em, I swear that I told 'em I got 'em, whatever it is, either war or a payout
To everyone
take it
Grab a player hater by the neck
Choke him out and try to break it
Give me your money
Drop them keys
It's a jack move bitch
And since you
the problem is
I don't do shit and got 'em pissed
In the head I got mad rent
Guess that means that I'm that bitch
Tell me what the problem is
I don't do shit
white to black
We got problems like never before
That won't fade by lockin' your door
Or runnin' away, so hear what I say
Yo, talk is the only way
Talk
and she got a new wig
And acting like the same bitch
I been saying ain't a thang change
Like the name on the bills
2020 same same
Money money same
a problem what's the deal nigga
'Cause I handle business, if it ain't 'bout it
Get the fuck from 'round me, you a snake wildin'
Got sight 2020, never behind
you feel it? Can you feel it? (Okay)
Can you feel it in your soul when I talk to you?
And that girl be switching up my moods, by the way she moves
2020
Had to use the rent for the pack
Had to flip a cent to a stack
Had to do my dance like jack
Had to take a chance while it lasts
Man I had to get this
people used to love me
Runnin' against a clock that's never stoppin'
Now I got somethin' tryna find they problem
Wasted a lot a time now I'm never stoppin'
trunk full of beat
Bomb like the Middle East, I got (got) killers in the street (in the street)
Nigga got a problem, see about it (see about it)
purpose, passion, "I'm comin' wit it" I'm smashin'
Heavy foot on the gas and the others kickin some ass
I'm hella lit off the Jack and reefer
exactly
I wish you Merry Christmas
I'm not playing by the rules
They got me adiós
Why you gotta be so cold
Please close the doors
Let me take you to a place
randy moss better catch’m /never fucking off /jack up raw real hard G-37 top soft u hypnotized by the sauce
/Gotta see it clearer they looking at me
respect
But the OPD, found it hard to accept
I got jacked by the Task and jacked by the Vice
Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight
Put
with me
Whippin' in a shitty '99
Ain't no problem, least it wasn't mine
I ain't drop a dime, got you dancin' in a line
Cookin' up, ain't wastin' time
I
But least I doubled my digits
D0NTL3AVE
Spell the name with 0 3
So much shine in 2020 better buy some Oakleys
I'm metaphysical
Time aint got shit on me
So ugly and unknown
It's so lonely on this thrown
Sipping on this jack man my mind is so far gone
Feeling like I'm jack, and I'm sinking down
I'm five foot two and a hundred pounds,
Don't look like a threat til I open my mouth,
I'm a lyrical killa taking over the South,
I ain't got no heart
.jpg/225px-Music,_sheet_(AM_1999.155.96-5).jpg "Larry Coleman 2020")
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