Lyrics
I be scraping pavement, throw out natural 7s
Picking 50s off the floor, trying to collect the severance
Cuz it's the streets that I eat from
Doc and Donny and them is who I learn from
So each one teach one as the cigarillos burn from
The seats of my '68 Camaro with the skinny front
Ride with me through my city once
And be inspired how we give it up
Fast talking, pimp walking, how we live it up
Hustler spirit, sell anything you give to us, trust
We ain't come from much
So it's in us to double up
Two pairs of new Airs when we rush
For the love of mink coats and rings with the sharpest cuts
Militant minds, all the time though
Trying to balance that thin line of freedom and dough
Keep a clean soul, let the dice roll with the good times
Cuz if you gon' gamble, might as well on this life
So shake 'em up, shake 'em up with me
Grab your red cups, fill 'em up with me
And comb through the South East side and get this milk money
See I make my money with the dice, shake 'em up
Double up, triple up twice, I made enough
Round here that's what we call life, live it up
Drink, sip it up, get a cup, fill it up
Move my way down the block
So player make a hater wanna jock
See Rhymesayers get the paper, you can shop
Bags, fill 'em up, credit cards, fill 'em up
I roll the weed loose, communicate with very few
After what's the use, overlooking the project view
Penthouse dreams, large tips for my bellman
Reality is fiends, raindrops in my shelter
You decide, why stay alive if you crucified?
40 Thou' for my crucifix, jewelers do or die
Real niggas wanna shop, live it up
Dice game, head crack a 6, triple up
Any question and I'm with it, time to go and get it
Looking at the Rollie, mother pearl made a visit
It's a cold world, mama made me frigid
Niggas getting money, I'm living interest
My team running screens, Derrick Rose at the point
Selling blow, never know, time to blow the joint
See I make my money with the dice, shake 'em up
Double up, triple up twice, I made enough
Round here that's what we call life, live it up
Drink, sip it up, get a cup, fill it up
Move my way down the block
So player make a hater wanna jock
See Rhymesayers get the paper, you can shop
Bags, fill 'em up, credit cards, fill 'em up
I perfected the come up, hustle harder than most
Stack paper until it wrinkled and mold
They said you ain't getting it until them dollars don't fold
So I ain't never relaxed, head crack after head crack
My approach is leave with it all, go spend that
Then bend back and do it again
Such a rush when it's all or nothing
Dice clicking in your hand
Everything is hitting, got you feeling you the man
Such an awesome zone to be in
I recline when the pressure's on
A martyr for starters, I took the first stone
My course home had me nurturing my first poem
Then I decided throwing everything I worked for
Cuz I was racing but it all felt dirt slow
Miles away from millionaires, felt closer with each throw
If you not willing to put it all in then what you came for?
Scared money don't make money, a broke mouth can't speak for me
Talk is cheap, I been all in, let's get money
(Talk is cheap, I been all in, let's get money)
A broke mouth can't speak for me
See I make my money with the dice, shake 'em up
Double up, triple up twice, I made enough
Round here that's what we call life, live it up
Drink, sip it up, get a cup, fill it up
Move my way down the block
So player make a hater wanna jock
See Rhymesayers get the paper, you can shop
Bags, fill 'em up, credit cards, fill 'em up