Lyrics
It's all the mentality, you know
It's like we meant to lose
Die today die tomorrow
You know.
Let's Go!
I looked up to the hustlers on the block.
Found the quickest way to come up on a knot.
Ain't no question naw the answers in the profit.
They holding meetings nigga at the corner office.
Yeah I chose to risk my life behind the wheel.
I know the desperation found in poverty is real.
I knew better but ain't chose go to do shit wit it.
Wrestle wit my common sense this shit ain't making cents.
But Get money Nigga!
The bottom so much closer than the top.
I envy the bird as it flies southern curing droughts.
The culture I breathe has taken hold of all I thought I could be.
Now my minds made
I wanna know what crime pays
I gotta get some money.
Get some money nigga
You know, Dollas and some cents and shit.
Praying for the day where I can ice my wrist and crucifix.
Come to the lord!
On Sunday by Monday I'm all for the war.
It's on till it's gone like X said.
Who knew that I was making a death bed.
Flying thru these streets for a nest egg.
They said I had potential to be different.
These streets we've grown a custom to brings suits for better victims.
I swam the lake of fire trying to turn a couple zips to a empire.
Yes lord.
Looked out for red and blues like a gang war.
Saw two of em behind me that's a double bacon.
Caught me coming round the corner from my motivation.
But shit
I looked up to the hustlers on the block.
Found the quickest way to come up on a knot.
Ain't no question naw the answers in the profit.
They holding meetings nigga at the corner office.
Yeah I chose to risk my life behind the wheel.
I know the desperation found in poverty is real.
I knew better but ain't chose go to do shit wit it.
Wrestle wit my common sense this shit ain't making cents.