1.All I Want
I want everything I see
I wanna go in every mall in every state in every country and buy
shit
Whether I can afford it or not, nigga
I want bitches, I want cars, I don't give a fuck, I want it all
That's what the fuck we're here for
Say enough about a dream, nigga
I'm just tryna keep it real, nigga
Say enough about a dream, nigga
I'm just tryna keep it real, nigga
Say enough about a dream, nigga
I'm just tryna keep it real, nigga
Say enough about a dream, nigga
It's just so many women
It's just so many chains
It's just so many watches
It's just too many things
I want
It's just so many trips
It's just so many bottles
It's just too many whips
It's just too many models
I want
All I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big faced honey
Honey, honey, honey
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I want
Not a day's goes by
It ain't on my mind
I ain't gonna front
I ain't gonna lie
I'd rather have an M
Than an empty pocket
If honeys ain't in them
Them jeans ain't mine, I
I swear I won, motherfucker
I'll never be a bum motherfucker
You talking about like it ain't about the money
You just sound like a dumb motherfucker
A house on the hill by the lake
All real niggas can relate
You tryna book me for free？
But my rent is due on today
I bet a life is what we after
'Cause every dream I gotta capture
I always knew that I would blow up one day
Like a nuclear reactor
All I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big faced honey
Honey, honey, honey
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I want
From the cradle to a label
From the cater to the majors to paper, no more neighbors
I used to say I never cared about the money till I put food on
my momma table
Follow the trail, could've been in jail
The way that I live could have been fatal
Must have had an angel
It's funny how I'm always on the screen
But as a teen I never had cable
But now I won it all
The wealth, the ladies, the whips
I took a fantasy and made it exist
No one ever handed us shit
We took what we had and made it this shit
That's transforming the dust to the luxury
Being off in the cut, the cutlery
That's the jest, that's the summary
So if you feel how I'm feeling then fuck with me
All I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big faced honey
Honey, honey, honey
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I want
All I want is money
Money, money, money
That's all I want
Big faced honey
Honey, honey, honey
That's all I want, that's all I want
That's all I want, that's all I want
It's just so many women
It's just so many chains
It's just so many watches
It's just too many things
I want
2.One Day
3.Paper Route
You don't know who you fucking with
Ain't no democrat and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
And I ain't even started, the water ain't even bubbling
The type of talk that'll probably get me in trouble with the law
Or make the government come after me in public
Won't hear this on the radio, this here is not for publishing
This ain't that bubble gum shit, no, this ain't that double mint
Consider this a risk, I swear I see 'em building pyramids brick
by brick
They'll aim at anyone bold enough to go against this shit
You don't believe me？ Look what happened to the Dixie Chicks
It's like nobody else complains
Till you tryna be more than a nigga with a chain
Cube already told you, they corrupted everything
And we just out here just tryna function, tryna maintain
100 thousand miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck niggas ain't allowed
100 thousand miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper route
And of course it's unfortunate that niggas out here robbing for
Jordans
Can we not afford them but got enough to get a Glock 40
Is our views on reality kinda distorted
But still, even though I understand the story
I still fall weak for a booty that's proportionate
On a sexy, short bitch, so what's the score？
Chilling with some red dogs, drinking white man's poison
Ah, now that's a forfeit
Selling west for free, that's extortion
But still I'm wondering what family was present when history was
recorded
100 thousand miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck niggas ain't allowed
100 thousand miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper route
You think you really know what's going on？
They passing laws where they can run up in your own home
Cameras on your laptop, TV and your iPhone
The battery don't come out, that means it's always on
Smile and say cheese, yeah niggas got you
I told you fuckers three years ago 'bout the watchers
If you won't take the microchip then you can't make no dollars
This ain't no lovely day for a neighbor, ain't no Mr. Rodgers
Don't let these fuckers rob us for our freedom and our rights
And you be like, 'It's on the news so it must be right'
Who's pulling the strings？ Who's rolling the dice？
Who's calling the shots and who's starting the fight？
Think twice
100 thousand miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
I pray in heaven ain't fuck niggas ain't allowed
100 thousand miles an hour running when I hit the ground
Thoughts moving through my head at the speed of sound
I pray, I pray, I pray my prayers make it through the cloud
Till then it's back to the paper route, the paper route
4.Ready(feat. Future)
Apply major pressure my nigga
You heard me？
Money on my mind, plane taking off that shit
Nigga got five different iPhone's only picking up for that grip
Any time they come around here nigga we ain't gonna let up on
you pussy niggas
We just get ready
We just get ready
Any time they come around here nigga we ain't gonna let up on
you pussy niggas
We just get ready
It's Ray Bans, and free bands, we getting money,
While you hating, we somewhere in our Abu Dhabi
With Arabians, and G5, where my posse at？
Its outrageous, on that good Jamaican
That's right I'm too faded, you two shaded
I'm too greedy with two ladies
Excellence im azuberated
I finna smash like two potatoes
I dont give a fuck, not even two maybes
I turn up on niggas like rude a bands
I do it daily, I do it daily
That's my swag, you should pay me
Aint that the truth？ this my whip aint that the coupe
Hustle Gang aint that the squad
That bitch actin' like you gotta prove
While they out here catchin feelings, I'mma catch a flight to ..
I just give her major pressure while she gave me major woooo
Okay
Anything they wanna do, hell yeah Im ready for it
Sexy bitch just throw that back, hell yeah she ready for it
They thought that the boy was stupid, now my shit they checkin'
for it
And your girl she addicted to it, I think that ho need metaphor
All I heard is that boy a pop
All I heard is that boy a not
Top 5 on any list, but I moved up about five slots
Some pass one, high as fuck
I don't see nigga til I look down
Just turned my crib to the hookah spot
You are now welcome to the kush lounge
So miss my with that fuckery
Girl come here with that suckery
Ham squad Hustle Gang
That's that underground luxury
I dont mess with them fake type
I bet em all if it was up to me
Even if a bitch was a cashier, still never get a buck from me
5.Throwback(feat. Chris Brown)
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
And throw that back (throw that back)
Don't be scared, bitch throw back
This dick right here is cleaner than a hypochondriac
Po' that yack, po' that yack
This flow, you know that's crack
This beat, you know that track
I put my city on, you be on the map
Two hands when she on, like a scooter
She told me she wish she knew me sooner
If I hit her wit' a new maneuver
What she gon' do？ Scream hallelujah!
Her eyes rollin', she gone
She gettin' in her zone
And when she gimme dat look
Then Im'a do whatever I want
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
And throw that back, throw that back
Throw that back, throw that back
Ba-ba-ba throw that back
Throw that back, throw that back
Don't play girl, throw that back
Don't play wit' it
I'ma lay in it
I'ma paint yo walls, I'mma spray in it
Never go licky licky wit' my face in it
If it's country wood, then you takin' it
I said my chain so bright I'mma vacation in it
And you fake ass nigga ain't made of shit
I got a hundred fifty racks just to show up
You had to pay？ Nigga I got paid to sit
I bet yo girl know me, a young nigga but I'm feelin' like a OG
Add a 'r' and a 'y', that's a orgy
I got her legs in the sky she gon' walk a bunch of life with no
feet
She said her booty from the motherland
She started wobblin' and poppin' like a rubber band
I'm throwin' ten racks with my right
She told me grab her ass wit' my other hand
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
I'ma pimp, did ya know that？
Bobby Ray finna throw that
And when I throw that, D I never hold back
'Ca-Cause she wanna ride it like she stole it
That camel toe, I'm finna poke it
She got her best friend wit' her and we playin' hokey-pokey
She jus' tryna focus on this wood in this pine
Bow down to the wood like a shrine
I be the 6, you be the 9
That's the only time you'll be less than a dime
Girl it's showin' time
Time to stretch, time to whine
I wanna see you wind
I wanna put it on your mind when I see you grind
Give life to the death, give site to the blind
I wanna hit it from the back like 'Aah-aah-aah!'
Look
Go crazy to this, go crazy to this
Now I'm in the pipe cause you ain't fuckin' her right
A nigga lazy as shit
They go crazy to this, I could go crazy to this
Soon as that song drop, that thong drop
Just shake that!
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
Go crazy to this
6.Back Me Up
(Hook)
East side gon back me up, gon back me up
West side gon back me up, gon back me up
South side gon back me up, gon back me up
North side gon back me up, yea
(Verse)
Everywhere I plant my feet, everybody know bout me nigga
I ain't gotta say one word, I ain't gotta show ID nigga
Back when I was in 10th grade, I saved up, got a set of gold
teeth
And I took em out but 7 years later I got 7 sets of gold teeth
Nigga I'm bout the bands, I do that
Private jet I flew that
40K I threw that
A quarter pound, I brew that
It sounds crazy but it ain't nothing it
She a freak but I already knew it
She looked at me and said I'm yo biggest fan
I told er if it's real then tattoo it
Every day I wake up, smoking like Jamaicans
Like an occupation, this is so outrageous
Hey I'm so good I make em bills copy faces
Giving that good and like the middle wafers
Free to the carpet, into the office
Then to the closet, many different flavors
Someone said my love you're called a label
And tell em hurry up with the paper
(Hook)
East side gon back me up, gon back me up
West side gon back me up, gon back me up
South side gon back me up, gon back me up
North side gon back me up, gon back me up
East side gon back me up, gon back me up
West side gon back me up, gon back me up
South side gon back me up, gon back me up
North side gon back me up, yea
(Verse)
Yea, look
You niggas tryna act like B.o.B and go
And stop that shit
That's 50000$ I'll pack up
You gotta block that shit fool
Making this resume, can't nobody top that shit
And unless you the girl I'm fuckin
Then you don't really need to be owned by a bitch like that uhm
Like that huh
Take a second, let me get it right back huh
They was hopin I'd probably fall off right？
But all I feel was the niggas on my back yea
I ain't even got no genre
But it's going to be a contest yea
Well how the hell they gon call us the rap game
When most of yall niggas can't rap
Most of yall niggas so whack
Most of yall ain't got, most of yall ain't got no swag
Most of yall bad, most of yall niggas so flum
And all real niggas know that
Cus see this is not necessarily based on dexterity
Cus the things they tellin me is I'm good as I'll ever be
I'm good as I'll ever be
In the hood I'm incredibly understood cus it's definitely in my
blood
I'mma paint off you nigga
(Hook)
East side gon back me up, gon back me up
West side gon back me up, gon back me up
South side gon back me up, gon back me up
North side gon back me up, gon back me up
East side gon back me up, gon back me up
West side gon back me up, gon back me up
South side gon back me up, gon back me up
North side gon back me up, yea
7.Coastline
8.Wide Open(feat. Ester Dean)
Hook：
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
(Verse)
If you knew better you'd do better
Tell me who's better, nobody home
Could be my body on yo body hoe
I'mma sit back and watch yo body go
Hit you from the back like a 4 by 4
Dick so big, call it 4 by 4
Smack on that ass like I know that hoe
Wutchu lookin at？ Girl you know me, hoe it's me
It's me, so bust it open for me
This everything that you dreamed of
I'm finna put that ass to sleep
Yea on me, on me
This everything that you need
And you about to lose the dang girl
I'mma give you that good D
Yea that D
Hook：
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
(Verse)
Cheyah I bought the Rari, I'mma park the Rari
I pull up then I start to party
I'm takin hoes and I'm not sorry
I'm not sorry
On my label I'm top priority
I'm yo main bitch top priority
She talkin bout she wanna stop and admire this
I'm like we finna go the hardest
She hittin high notes like a gospel artist
Suck a bitch tittie like my cock retarded
I pop that pussy like a glock 40
Pop pop that pussy like a glock 40, glock 40
For me, for me
Yea bust it open for me
This everything that you dreamed of
I'm finna put that ass to sleep
Girl tonight
Hook：
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Bust it wide open, let you see what I'm workin with
Like a glock 40, glock 40
Like a glock 40, glock 40
Like a glock 40, glock 40
Like a glock 40, glock 40
9.FlyMuthaF＊＊＊＊
(Verse)
Niggas don't like when you fly as fuck
But I'm fly as fuck
When they see my face they be like oh oh
They be lookin til they hit the store
When they comin out they socks and such
Who'd do it how I do it hah？ Nobody does
Can I have swag without being stopped for it？
I board 1st class, ye ain't even lookin at my boarding pass
Til ya find out who I was
Now you want a photograph, a photograph
Haters on my back, watch my shoulder pad
Nigga finna snap like a quarterback
Yea they know I'm fly but they hope I crash
(Hook)
If anybody else got something to say
Get in line, motherfucker
I swear to God I'm always on a hater's mind
Don't know why, I guess it's
Cuz I'm a Fly muthafucka
I'm a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka, Fly muthafucka
I swear I'm always on a hater's mind
Don't know why, I guess it's
Cuz I'm a Fly muthafucka
I'm a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka
Okay now watch me fly, mothafucka
I swear I'm always on a hater's mind
Don't know why, I guess it's
Cuz I'm a Fly muthafucka
I'm a Fly muthafucka
(Verse)
Fly, fly, that nigga so fly
Yall niggas so weak
Yall niggas just blind
They don't understand
Cuz they're just so blind
I do this for the days
When I had just enough to get by
Now I got more than enough to get by
But I got more than enough on my mind
Just off the love when the other night
Just got home and another one died
I don't even have the tears to cry
Tryna find gold in a diamond mine
Cuz diamonds are harder and harder to find
Ain't no one left for me to call
Ain't no more numbers on my line
Tell me how high must I climb
You fuckin with it, stay on line
But I don't really have the time
I don't really have the time
(Hook)
If anybody else got something to say
Get in line, motherfucker
I swear to God I'm always on a hater's mind
Don't know why, I guess it's
Cuz I'm a Fly muthafucka
I'm a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka, Fly muthafucka
I swear I'm always on a hater's mind
Don't know why, I guess it's
Cuz I'm a Fly muthafucka
I'm a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka
If anybody else got something to say
Get in line, motherfucker
I swear to God I'm always on a hater's mind
Don't know why, I guess it's
Cuz I'm a Fly muthafucka
I'm a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka, Okay now watch me fly, mothafucka
I swear I'm always on a hater's mind
Don't know why, I guess it's
Cuz I'm a Fly muthafucka
I'm a Fly muthafucka
Fly muthafucka
10.HeadBand(feat. 2 Chainz)
Already got one, rolled up in my left hand
Pussy on my mind, tighter than a headband
Kush in my lungs, got ganja in my sweat glands
This shit I'm on better than the next strand
Than the next strand, better than the next strand
She head down, booty popping in a handstand
I shine bright, I'll give your girl a slight tan
I make that pussy whistle like the Old Spice man
I don't even understand why she'd ever want a man
And if she ever throw it, I'd catch it like a cornerback
Like a cornerback, that's an interception
You think I give a fuck, that's a misconception
Oh, what a night, oh, what a night
The roof is on fire, so what？ I'm high
I said, oh, what a night, oh, what a night
Yeah, she a bad bitch, all jokes aside
Hey, look at baby over there
What's up？ Little mama come here
She started talking but I really couldn't hear
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror
She broke it down, started moving like Shakira
Like she do it in the mirror
I'll chop one, chop two, chop that ass down
Chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
All I want you to do is just drop that ass down
Drop, drop that ass down, now look back at it
Whistling Dixie
Middle school, I was getting head on a ten speed
Jiggalo blood line, pimping hereditary
Black on 28's, it remind me of February
Bet you can fuck with me, that would be Neveruary
Dead ass rapper should have came with a cemetery
I am so cold, nigga like Ben and Jerry
Fill a nigga, deal a nigga, kill a nigga, obituary
My vision blurry, these bitches flirting
I've been drinking all night, I think my kidney's hurting
So I closed the curtains on the 62
Her ass would knock your ass out, you better stick and move
Chain hang to my ding-a-ling
Chain hang, chain hang to my ding-a-ling
To do a threesome you gotta intervene
Her legs so sexy when I'm in-between
Hey, look at baby over there
What's up？ Little mama come here
She started talking but I really couldn't hear
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror
She broke it down, started moving like Shakira
Like she do it in the mirror
I'll chop one, chop two, chop that ass down
Chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
All I want you to do is just drop that ass down
Drop, drop that ass down, now look back at it
She do it like she do it in the mirror
Be cautious, that booty is bigger than it appears
She speed it up or slow it down, like she's switching gears
I'm looking for the baddest one here
I tell her like, do that there, do that there
You gotta stretch it out, girl, move that there
She bend it over, touch her toes when she toot that there
Like hut one, hut two, girl who back there？
Who back there？ I'm back there
I could take a step back and sip my cognac there
Picture perfect body, that's a Kodak there
Now make a nigga feel welcome like a doormat's there
I'm like, oh, what a night, oh, what a night
The roof is on fire, so what？ I'm high
I'm like, oh, what a night, oh, what a night
That's a bad bitch, all jokes aside
Hey, look at baby over there
What's up？ Little mama come here
She started talking but I really couldn't hear
Until she started dancing like she do it in the mirror
Like she do it in the mirror, like she do it in the mirror
She broke it down, started moving like Shakira
Like she do it in the mirror
I'll chop one, chop two, chop that ass down
Chop that ass down, chop, chop that ass down
All I want you to do is just drop that ass down
Drop, drop that ass down, now look back at it
11.John Doe(feat. Priscilla)
Seems like your heart stops working
The minute they close the curtain
You take off your mask and take off your costume
And if anyone asks, you're taking a small break
You're drinking some coffee
But everyone knows what you're doing
Seems like the bus moves slower
Just 'cause you got somewhere to go
So you take a few pills in Beverly Hills
But if anyone asks you've got a prescription
You've got an addiction
Who do you think that you're fooling？
John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe
Everybody's addicted to something
Everybody gotta grip on to something
Even if it's just a field of responsive of appeal
Maybe once, maybe twice, maybe hundreds of times
Hundreds of times, without it, it's hard to function at times
You race to the bottom of every single bottle
As if there was someone or something to find
You struggle in your mind and you tell yourself lie after lie
Till you get to the point when it's no longer private
The people that you work with notice the signs
When you walk in a room you can notice the quiet
So you break off the silence, you say you been at the gym
But the way that you look can't blame on a diet
So what you hiding？
John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe
I probably had too many things, smashed too many freaks
Had too much to drive, I mean, had too much to drink
Left the club, ended up in custody
Random drug test, passed it luckily
My girl put up with me 'cause she want me steadily
With a woman up onto me, I told her, 'Wait, it ain't what it
look like
I must've slipped and fell, clumsy me'
Well, at least I admit it 'cause the worst you could do
Is to do it and not be man enough to say that you did it
That's just how you prevent it
Well, I ain't no different, I love all the money, the fame
And the parties with beautiful women
I spent so much time as an underground artist
'Cause I was afraid to succumb to the business and what I'd
become
But that what you judge you become
The path with the greatest resistance
That's how the tables can turn when they pivot
And change your perspective and flip your entire position
My whole life I've been dying and wishing
To live in this period, everything's possible
When I told them my dreams they just said it ain't logical
Now I can see it, it's optical
John Doe, I just want the John I know
Once you put the drinks on hold
Maybe you could come back home
John Doe
12.Cranberry Moonwalk(feat. Mike Fresh)
Hook：
If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!
If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car
I pull over to the side, you don't mind if I play my guitar
We're just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are
Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)
Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!
This shit amazing, seventeen chips gotta calculate it
Paid for tuition, that's a graduation
Killing through the presidents, that's assassination
Uh I smoke a half, I make her
Bang that bitch and her baby make up
Look, I ain't no baby maker,
She was hanging so tight I had to amputate her like uh
I got shit to do
Ball up, pour up, twist a few!
But hey I've been running this shit so long
I'mma fuck around and blow out a hit or two
Like uh, that's a workout
Can twerk so hard, she can twerk out
And I swear this freak bitch ride my wave so long
She know how to surf out!
Hook：
If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!
If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car
I pull over to the side, you don't mind if I play my guitar
We're just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are
Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)
Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!
I'm throwing that long back at yo baby mama
I'm smoking that alien, I call that Osama
I got my own lane but I ain't got no genre
I'm shitting on niggas, you might need a plunger
Uh, no I ain't no worries
No drama, no drama, no drama, no drama
Uh and I'm whipping that Rari
E Honda E Honda E Honda E Honda!
Hey, and we deep like 300
From the East side, yes, I keep it 100
Go! And my weed hydroponic
That chronic that chronic that chronic that chronic!
Smoke!
Anything you done did
Yes, I've done it, I've done it, I've done it, I've done it!
Go! And they think that they do
But don't want it, don't want it, don't want it, don't want it!
Hook：
If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!
If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car
I pull over to the side, you don't mind if I play my guitar
We're just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are
Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)
Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!
Watch me put in work
Yeah, I put in work
Got these niggas mad
Cause I get it first
Get yo feelings hurt
Bet yo feelings hurt
Got these niggas mad
When they see that work! (x2)
Hook：
If we gonna smoke gotta do it out a jar!
If we gonna ride gotta drop the top on the car
I pull over to the side, you don't mind if I play my guitar
We're just staring at the stars trying figure out who we are
Oh cranberry moon walk (moon walk)
Cranberry moon walk (cranberry moon walk)!
13.Nobody Told Me
(Hook 1)
I guess I bit off more than I could chew
And nobody told me, nobody told me
Had it all and never knew
Cus nobody told me
(Hook 2)
Nobody told me money don't make you rich
And if it did I'm missing something
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
And if they did it'd still be missing
(Verse)
Who knew that this much success will make it so hard
But that's to accept the fact that I can't go back where I left
And back track my steps, back track my steps
The records I dropped, so massive, so large
It makes it hard for hip-hop to digest
The things that I do, I guess if it's true
Well fuck it, a nigga too good to be the best
Too good to be the best, too good to be stressed
Cus this the type of life, too good to regret
You know money don't buy you no respect
Nigga no respect, nigga no respect yea
So what the hell is that？
I'm tryna recreate the past that I never had
And smash grills I could never smash
And live fantasies that'll never last
(Hook 1)
I guess I bit off more than I could chew
And nobody told me, nobody told me
Had it all and never knew
Cus nobody told me
(Hook 2)
Nobody told me money don't make you rich
And if it did I'm missing something
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
And if they did it'd still be missing
(Verse)
I ran away from home just to try to make a million
Yea, just to try to make a million
And when you get a million it's a different type of feeling
When you look around and what you really need is missing
It's like, it's like I'm suffering from a sickness
And can't find a doctor to fill out the prescription
Or diagnose the illness
Can't leave it in the book, can't buy from the dealer
And I find that ironic
Yea, I find that ironic
How I can buy anything that I ever wanted
But I really had it all when I ain't have nothing
They always say that mo money mo problems
I guess I, I guess I should've listened to the warning
I guess I, I guess I should anticipate the stormy weather
I guess I'd illustrate it if it's good but however
Well if it's clever
I couldn't find the words to say it better
I'm knee-deep within these endeavors
But all that glitters with gold is not treasure
I'm ready for whatever, I never let er
I work even better when I'm under pressure
They say money don't make you rich
Cus you can't buy shit that can make you better, word
(Hook 2)
Nobody told me money don't make you rich
And if it did I'm missing something
Nobody told me you can lose when you win
And if they did it'd still be missing
(Hook 1)
I guess I bit off more than I could chew
And nobody told me, nobody told me
Had it all and never knew
Cus nobody told me
14.Forever(feat. Playboy Tre)
Nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
And so till I'll die I'll be forever living
Started with my pocket slim on it
Now I got a lot of ..
And see me and ignore till now
Boy all they know it's him
I'm so hot, and you can't hide no more
I'm so fly, I don't even go down no more
I'm so hot that I go up no more
Niggas still hate, I don't even know why no more
Pre-Hook：
I don't know why？ I don't know why？
These niggas lying, and I don't know why？
I don't know why？ I don't know why？
He ain't the same and I don't know why？
Hook：
'Cause nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
And so till I'll die I'll be forever living
Motherf＊ck your opinion, show you or you can stick it
I swear they worse in this bitches,
All these niggas got feelings,
They say I got too many women,
I'm just keepin' it pimpin'
The way she master that PID, then she keepin' no limits
Now I can get ignite and coopin no ceiling, smoking on Hillary
Me I'm so different, I just stand out
Niggas just be living it, they say I'm too hot
They say I'm too hood, now that's and predicting me
But that you can see, the path that I'm on
Success is just in it with it,
But at least I know I'm more alone,
And I know, I know I got my word
You see is next side there and they show is lurking
'cause this life ain't fair, and showing perfect
Pre-Hook：
I don't know why？ I don't know why？
These niggas lying, and I don't know why？
I don't know why？ I don't know why？
He ain't the same and I don't know why？
Hook：
'Cause nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
And so till I'll die I'll be forever living
Yeah
Everybody talk like they so cold
But when the shit drop off they just no more
I'm a white French like inside bro
When all my black friends you know them
Baby like： f＊ck their line ass hoe
Nothing last a couple, so why they hate
I don't have a clue？
Nigga wanna a brand, guess when nigga we got money so
Dray boy, play boy, you can call me Chris dad
If your friend wanna try to dump down
Keep up in it feel the add, yo
Pre-Hook：
I don't know why？ I don't know why？
These niggas lying, and I don't know why？
I don't know why？ I don't know why？
He ain't the same and I don't know why？
Hook：
'Cause nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
Nothing is forever, is it？
And so till I'll die I'll be forever living
15.We Still In This B＊＊＊＊(feat. T. I. And Juicy J)
I'm in my zone I'm feeling it
Stop blowing my buzz quit killing it
So buy another round, They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch
We still in this, we still in this bitch, we still in this
Turn this shit up loud
And buy another round
They try to shut us down
Bout an hour ago but we still in this bitch
I pull up, pull up, pull up, in that automatic cook up
B. Rich pull up in that rooster til we wake the fuckin hood up
Got all these pounds of ganja, I work out I'm doin kush-ups
Bobby Bands is in the building, pop that pussy, throw a foot up
In the air, one time for a nigga like me, With a squad like this
Where the team so strong, And the flow so cold, ain't nothin but
some bad bitches in my clique
Wassup Eastside？
We in this bitch
They think they seein me, but they ain't seen shit
Girls on the pole, yeah they make me rich
Girls at my shows, wanna take my pic
Yeah, we can do this here all night, can't tell me nothin can't
tell me shit
All in my zone, all on my own
Open that pack, Rollin that strong
And we still up in this, won't turn down, won't go home
I got big wheels on my ride
Spent bout 6 mills on my ride
You catch me swervin all over your side of town bumpin bitch
don't kill my vibe
Don't blow my hide just blow my guy
I'm so paid I'm so fly
Your baby daddy disrespect me black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin circles in the air, of that purple
Ima boss and you a worker, listen here boy dont make me hurt you
You want trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so rich so all that fuck boy shit you kickin don't offend me
Don't get killed off in this bitch
I spit mills all in this shit
Boy it's been 11 years of this shit
Look at me now still in this bitch
I stand tall no cant fall
You pussy ass niggas can't touch it g
See me don't speak ain't nothin g
I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me AYE
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin for a nigga that's ballin so tonite might be her
night
You know me
I stay stuntin low key
I threw tuition at onyx
Flip money fast lil sonny rich nigga I speak Ebonics
Gotta new car I paid cash
Gotta new crib with a weed lab
Crisp bills I need that
Fuck your team where the freaks at
Hundred deep in VIP niggas always hatin
I came in with a bunch of goons and I'm leavin out with this
lady
I got your boo in my Bugatti she bout to swallow my babies
My system loud my weed loud no hair clippers I'm faded TRIPPY
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