Lyrics
(Yeah, Yeah)
Wake up
I said it's time to get some money
Yeah the temperature was bad
Atleast my heart will keep it sunny
(That was corny)
Yeah I'll never say that shit again
I've been living a good life
Well at least I could pretend
Imma win
Bitch I ain't gonna stop til' I'm on top
Because I'm feeling really icy
Yeah I think I'll sign to wop
Eight oh Three
Man I ain't gonna lie it made me
Taught me
Never trust a soul
Because these niggas shady
The ladies?
Are beautiful as fuck
And crazy
Getting fresh up outta school
And having all the babies
But, if I could control time
I'd make it stop
Demons
Up in my soul
They gotta stop
But this is Heaven on Earth
(Yeah)
But this is Heaven on Earth
But this is Heaven on Earth
The Difference
Speaking Heaven and Hell
Man I'd be dead if I would make it
I'm a Mac
You're a dell
Now these days
The only ways
Are being dead or in jail
In middle school
I had a teacher
Who would say I would fail
In life alone
Now what you on
Bitch I was broke as a bitch
Now hold the phone
You work for me
And now my back you'll itch
Man I've been itching for the paper
Eat the paper
Now or later
Trynna fall in love with you
Man I ain't trynna be a player
Babygirl I'm really trynna make you mine
Don't care about it
Cause our love is like a bank
But I can only hit deposit
(Think about it)
Baby all these other hoes are for the streets
And yeah I said that I'm a Mac