Lyrics:
gone
Tearing down the 'jects creating plush homes
My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
Ask my God
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
the spires of the Turkish empire
It's six months since we made landfall
Riding love with the spice of India
Through Gibraltar, we're rich men all
I'm
Rich nigga born 88 make more than 6 figures
I'm mobbin' nigga top dog run the block we heard you a bitch nigga
Jamaican Don dada I run the town I'm
gasping for H20
Come out in hang out wit your big bro I'm about to hit ya'll with the Halo
We bout to take this far as we can go
Hop up on the train don't
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
grow
It simply begs the question, where did the future go?
Over there in Iraq there's a big oil well
Everyone's in shock overought by the smell
is a battle and love is war
She got the big guns, pointed at my heart
Bang, bang, shooting like a firing squad
Big guns, it took me by surprise
is a battle and love is war
She got the big guns, pointed at my heart
Bang, bang, shooting like a firing squad
Big guns, it took me by surprise
to a necklace
Adidas suit flier than shell toes
Maneuver in the coupe, the roof by my elbows
Niggas wanna be me, bitches wanna date me
Young black and rich so
pays big bucks playing this guitar
We'll celebrate by drinking whiskey and smoking big cigars
Then we'll hop a train
And ride the rails
Until the wheels
Generational Wealth
Tryna build something like that but not by myself
Need a wifey in nothing but a white tee
Make love all night got her smiling
needed to cry
No one was there it was me by my side and that taught me a lesson
The people that love you will hold you back
The people that owe you won't
It's the number one crew in the area!
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents
Barbie)
Let her eat it up, she starving (starving)
Ever have a problem, gon' solve it (solve it)
She know I'm rich, rich (rich)
She throw a big fit (a
staying humble in these streets you barely getting by give respect to get respect never asking why nigga flip the birds so I made’em fly getting rich and we
bout the times when we was kids
Life was really big, we ain't really knew just what it is
Now we gettin' older, gettin' big weight is on our shoulders
gon’ cost you
More than four quarters
Big mouths I slap shut and
Slap nuts I vanquish
Flap them lips too much you’ll
Leave using sign language
Call me
ain't got no red lights
I'm 5'4 as tall as your bed height
Smoke a big blunt finna take a lil' jet flight
I'm a train wreck you can call me a death
to chase bitches no cap
Until I got played by a couple
Till this day can still fuck em
But now I'm like fuck em
Like Bernie Mac say on house party three
talking like putting trigger to gamblers
Was smooth with the hustlers and son got it made
And was magnificent others got rich off Big Daddy Kane
Or the cook
big ol' crib?
House ain't a home when nobody dwellin' up in it
This goes for the rich kids
No supervision cuz they parents out gettin' in
This goes
till the day I get rich
I mean we want it already and we just stepped on the pitch
South african broke boy till the day I get rich
By the time
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