Feindin' like a bitch, To stay in the game Hustlin' n strain, I was up But now I'm long came Money's comin' slow A little at a time Nickels and dimes on my all night grind Ain't enough to survive Every second counts I need cash Times is gettin' critical I better think fast 'Corporation corrupt' That's where I'm headed My best opportunities Is catchin' suckas slippin' On the late night Somewhere ...(?) I'm gripin' on my nine I think I'm just the type Cuz it's about that time I'm serious as fuck Ain't nothin' really funny Smokin' on the weed Yeah, I'm thinkin' about some money Fuck it, To me it's kinda simple Break yaself partna Then I pop you in the temple There's alot at stake But the stakes will be taken Out to empty your pockets It's your house I'll be
[Chorus] x2 Breakin', and enterin' Enterin', and takin' From that point on My occupation was steady stayin' paid
It was sumthin' bout that hour(?) That I fell back at that first time Made a little money on the corner Bought my first nine Thinkin' about what to do Wanted to have some fun Thinkin' I might go jackin' with this nickel plated nine Millimeter, for my back I couldn't re-tell the damn thang Thinkin' it's kinda funny Robbin' people, feelin' like a king That was kinda sick(?) I really must be losin' it If I could rob myself, I probably would be doin' it
Sometimes when I'm alone I dream that it's a different game Niggas come out the streets Not thinkin' about this dope game ...(?) don't exist Money is comin' fast I wake up every mornin' with this pocket full of cash I'm peepin' in all the stacks(?) So much I don't know what to do I oughta go buy a car, a ...(?) BMW And when I'm awake, It's back again reality No fakin' I sit back and think about this real money makin' When I'm
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[Interlude] Hello? -Hey, whats up dawg, it's Run D mayne Whats up fool -Ah shit mayne, chillin', Ay mayne, check this out mayne, we got the smooth come up poppin' off tonight man is you down or what I'm on my way mayne -Hey nigga, you bring that milly mill boy? We gon' be paid tonight, patna trust me Aiight
In 1995, when a nigga be like I gots ta get mine Gotta live this life on this grind And I think I'm losin' my mind As if I'm, stuck on how to get paid If I can't get paid, man I'm stuck Gotta think how I'ma come up, somehow I gots ta blow up Sho nuff All I dream is money, sunny days, shinin' green Gotta go to win in(?) my mouth Then 'bout step on the scene It's just a, daily routine of this money fiend dream Comin' up, hard as it seem, never really was a thing
I was born to live my live I'ma live my live and die Another bad creation of a hustla was given life To learn the tricks of the trade, that steady stayin' paid I picked up on game Until a criminal was made
Put this on everything I love Blood is thicker than mud, Feel me? If you don't, you bussin', tryna kill me See I can take pain For years of the agony It's just the man in me I gotta have my fantasy But you ain't understandin' me
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