love Hit the avenues, never done, let 'em know it Y'all niggaz chump change, chase fame, earn mine Within the right to take mine Take it to the top with
it It's all about money ain't nobody frontin' I gotta go get it we gotta survive Whether it's workin' a nine to five Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine
'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm I got designed when the world drop dimes This world
with that Bum shit, fuck a job shit Bone scoop me up, give me the pill, watch me run this Dippin like I'm Reggie Bush, through your neighborhood Five
s see-thru (dayum!) As soon as I saw her, I knew that it was time (it was time) As soon as she saw me, she knew that she was mine (she was mine) If this
like when ya get downnn like a girl suppose rolled up on tha dough and get that shit up out your nose is that where all your money goes i spend mine
got more bodies than drew I drink mine naughty or new Fuck your crew This type of shit we do for a petty hobby Fuck the whole world This fatal dawg against
fa remy bottles, thats that white clear shit, i don fear shit,(MONOPOLY), on my ceo shit,(MONOPOLY), im a artist where a artist, wit a single hard as mine
Father of mine Tell me where have you been? You know I just closed by eyes My whole world disappeared Father of mine Take me back to the day Yeah, when
ain't Sticky Fingaz, I ain't leave mine in the telly, smell me? Thank god he ain't fuckin wit that red line cuz i'll merk any nigga that disrespect mine
And all the stars still in your eyes Then you still just get the five You break the bank to spend the time I reminisce of shifting time, to when you was mine
my time I got books of all the shit I wrote between all the crimes Lookin' back, tryna trace tracks just to see what I find Nothin' but evidence, back to fact the world is mine
s tha come up Nada nada, get the whole thing Do it big.. yeaaaaaaaaaaaa [Petey Pablo] Time is tickin', with a hole in the hourglass Startin' guns, been five
On the world tour with your whore out in Europe, head on the tour bus Do what them niggas them niggas in the drop thinks cooler All the five quarters
Intro - Roy Jones Jr.] Yeah this Roy Jones Jr. Pound for pound the baddest thing throwin' down The undisputed light heavyweight champion of the world
changed all the laws, it was a set up Lockin' all the young homies up Gettin' 'em all shot dead in the streets, straight set up I remember when the world
'll know what it be like? Do ya see what I see? Have you been where I've been? Can you go where I go? All my girls cross the world that feel what I feel