Lyrics:
all Atlas?
Kill one of us, why we ain't all clapping?
Nah, it ain't set trippin, born with a death sentence
Life short as a clip, why you think it's
from where the streets test you
Niggas mix business and pleasure where the cocaine measure
The narcotics is our product
The by-product, you walk up
bein'
You don't wanna motherfuckin'
You don't wanna embrace your destiny
You wanna get by
You don't wanna go into the motherfuckin' dark
Where it's lonely
the stressing
The aggression
The look of no hope on my niggas' faces
Like the Lord overlooked us when
He handed down His graces see embraces
Fall short
grave
[Verse 2]
And by the time the nineties come around ..
Mom's had a frown since the man went down
Kites fly penitentiary bound and lil' man's left
people
Its enslave us mentally, just to think we still need you
Money comes and money goes
The b's in your honeycombs
Is attracted to it bread and butter
car killing
Gossipping? Man, fuck the car, look at the man in it, ha
Boys-to-man business, we don't hire bitches
Just fire bitches, Young Money fire
Here's a song about bein' on the backside of it
Makin' money at thirty with a wife and a son
Then a short five years later, it all comes undone
left us here alone
The order of the Sleepless Knights will now assume
the throne
We ain't got no money, we ain't got no right
But we're gypsies in
initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move
detrimental for
Your future it's detrimental
For your growth it's detrimental
To your longevity
At a certain point as a woman
I'm not talking about as a man
know times will get hard
I'll pick up your life just abide by the lord
Or ride by the lord
Abide by the lord
Abide by the lord
You bout to get it from
ain't got a jack in your body
You fake ass niggaz, gettin' screened like a short pass
An' if you incorrect, I'ma diamond cut your bastard ass
You got
What's the difference between twelve, the killers and dealers
That try to make a living by harvesting drugs with us?
clways taking shots for minding our
Ain't no brother, ain't no loving
(Seen fam) beating down they Kin
(Shit wrong)
They just mad about they money
Short change, couple hunnets
Short
guidelines
On how to get up off the sidelines
Up in first class, laugh even though it's not funny
See a white man wonder how the fuck I got money
While
block is soft
As for terror, I sever the best of MC's
Look, little Mally G trippin off these indo trees
About to murder label's jerkin but mercy us
Def
shit man
Lets wreck this motherfucker baby what's happenin'
What You want to do nigga?
I, I wanna, I want to Smash it (Smash)
Back and forth
Ignited
Still rolling with the day ones
Hopin to blow with the day ones
100% on the deal
Man i can't wait for that money in
I pray to God, i never change
locked up
Put the team on my back
Im back packing
money in my sleep
Im nap sackin
And the cash stack
Higher and higher
I jump Tax brackets
Yo mans a buyer
at some work
You would open your mouth to kiss
Why you at the bar, roused off Cris'
No longer courageless
Grabbin hoes by the wrist
Chose one, mix wasn't
Yeah yeah
Uh uh uh uh
Oh oh oh oh oh ho
Abeg o, Oluwa I dey beg oo
Lord of mercy pick our call
Hold us tight don't let us fall
By your mercy show us
What?
You say what?
The president did what?
Ah man, that's hey, that's all good baby
He got rid of the player haters too?
Ah man, we need
to the world
Every woman, man and boy wrap these cd's up like furls
On the corner posted up with them ballers
Slanging that yella, niggas ya'll can't hold us
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