to look back - It has all happen before Someday miracular spread will forgive every cowardly thing that you?ve done. That I?ve done. Dust it off. (
Fuck with the money, it get ugly as coyote Okay, I'm reloadin' better pull it if you tote it I buy a pound, break it down, and put it in a stogie Swagga
mind over matter Money over all The world is on my shoulders Shall I dust my shoulders off? Uzi rat-a-tatter, knocking over walls Fuck the bullshit, but just don't fuck it
why Am I suicidal, do I wanna die? The answerin', simple A headache throbs in my temple It says it ain't fair, it says it ain't right It says it's going
don, who plays it all night long? 50 mill strong, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool
step [Buckshot Shorty] Can I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot) Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless
, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool and
age And now you rappers ain't got nothin to say? Yo it's their problem, Griff shouldn'ta said it E where's my pistol? Yo I'll go get it 'Cause it's
peace on the sets again Imagine that if it took place Keeping the smile off their white fakes I ain't racist but let's trade places Trace the hate 'n face it
s rock on [King T] The forbidden Gangland lyric get your ride on - when you hear it Player Haters fear it Get you right up close near it Possessed by
overtime, earn my respect, yeah 'Cause I'm the kind of girl that you wanna show off I'll tell 'em all your friends with a southern drawl, yeah Well, why do
be in the public, send your budget Well fuck it, I ain't budgin' Young did it to death, you gotta love it Record companies told me I couldn't cut it
not the one I thought I saw your potential I guess that's what made me dumb He don't want it. Not like you want it Scheming and cheating Oh girl why do
like the throne is for the taking Watch me take it! [Drake - Chorus] All I care about is money and the city that I'm from I'ma sip until I feel it, I'ma smoke it till it
light this year 'Tis the season of change What do we have, what do we have not? What do we need that isn't here? This mindless, numb, consuming Is driven by a subtle fear It
