Get rich or die tryin', I'ma give y'all ass the real me
Get rich or die tryin', I been feelin like I'm 50
Don't matter if I make a million, it won't change me
Niggas snitchin' on they homies, shit crazy
I don't give a f*ck, if you don't like me, that don't faze me
I been up, posted on the strip, 48 raised me
I can't see nobody stoppin' me, we do this daily
No SBA, but we got them bands just like we Katie
Uh, uh, we on top now
Don't try to call me up at night, we on the block now
Stoski got the Glock, he used to hoop, he sendin' shots now
Better tuck your tail, it ain't nothin' for us to rock out
We do it for Bookie, but for Troy, we countin' money
How you dissin' on me, but you out here broke and bummy
For my son, I'm out here stunnin', that's just really how I'm comin
Just keep it a hundred, cause these bitches out here f*cking
Keep it real with me, I know niggas wanna kill me, this the pain in me
I been takin' drugs, but I feel like they ain't made for me
They won't show you love, till you in jail or you six feet
I don't need nobody, I know know these niggas ain't with me
Nah, they don't hear me, when I was sellin' weed, you was up in school flirting
Tryna chase a bag, I wasn't up in school learning
Now your boy a dad, so I'm livin' with a purpose, I still pop out
She wanna f*ck, I told her, watch out
Time is money, money the only time I bring the watch out
Diamonds on me, turn the lights out
If a nigga touch it, he gon' have to bust it, or he clocked out
Like, f*ck it, it's a movie
Shorty shakin' ass, so I'm rubbin' on her booty, I can't trust her
She been suckin' dick, so I can't love her
One plus one gon' equal two, but I'm just too high for the trouble for 4800 shit
I been rockin' off white they think I'm a colorist
R.I.P. to the lil sav, this for you, this for my brothers, bitch
Try to diss my homie and get turned into a mummy, bitch
So don't try me, I stopped drinkin' lean, it was f*ckin' with my IV
40 with a beam, I been movin' real slimey
Money real green, that's the reason they don't like me
Started with a dream, now it's 4K just to watch me
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Get rich or die tryin', I'ma give y'all ass the real me
Get rich or die tryin', I been feelin like I'm 50
Don't matter if I make a million, it won't change me
Niggas snitchin' on they homies, shit crazy
I don't give a f*ck, if you don't like me, that don't faze me
I been up, posted on the strip, 48 raised me
I can't see nobody stoppin' me, we do this daily
No SBA, but we got them bands just like we Katie
Uh, uh, we on top now
Don't try to call me up at night, we on the block now
Stoski got the Glock, he used to hoop, he sendin' shots now
Better tuck your tail, it ain't nothin' for us to rock out
We do it for Bookie, but for Troy, we countin' money
How you dissin' on me, but you out here broke and bummy
For my son, I'm out here stunnin', that's just really how I'm comin
Just keep it a hundred, cause these bitches out here f*cking
Keep it real with me, I know niggas wanna kill me, this the pain in me
I been takin' drugs, but I feel like they ain't made for me
They won't show you love, till you in jail or you six feet
I don't need nobody, I know know these niggas ain't with me
Nah, they don't hear me, when I was sellin' weed, you was up in school flirting
Tryna chase a bag, I wasn't up in school learning
Now your boy a dad, so I'm livin' with a purpose, I still pop out
She wanna f*ck, I told her, watch out
Time is money, money the only time I bring the watch out
Diamonds on me, turn the lights out
If a nigga touch it, he gon' have to bust it, or he clocked out
Like, f*ck it, it's a movie
Shorty shakin' ass, so I'm rubbin' on her booty, I can't trust her
She been suckin' dick, so I can't love her
One plus one gon' equal two, but I'm just too high for the trouble for 4800 shit
I been rockin' off white they think I'm a colorist
R.I.P. to the lil sav, this for you, this for my brothers, bitch
Try to diss my homie and get turned into a mummy, bitch
So don't try me, I stopped drinkin' lean, it was f*ckin' with my IV
40 with a beam, I been movin' real slimey
Money real green, that's the reason they don't like me
Started with a dream, now it's 4K just to watch me
Get rich or die tryin', I been feelin like I'm 50
Don't matter if I make a million, it won't change me
Niggas snitchin' on they homies, shit crazy
I don't give a f*ck, if you don't like me, that don't faze me
I been up, posted on the strip, 48 raised me
I can't see nobody stoppin' me, we do this daily
No SBA, but we got them bands just like we Katie
Uh, uh, we on top now
Don't try to call me up at night, we on the block now
Stoski got the Glock, he used to hoop, he sendin' shots now
Better tuck your tail, it ain't nothin' for us to rock out
We do it for Bookie, but for Troy, we countin' money
How you dissin' on me, but you out here broke and bummy
For my son, I'm out here stunnin', that's just really how I'm comin
Just keep it a hundred, cause these bitches out here f*cking
Keep it real with me, I know niggas wanna kill me, this the pain in me
I been takin' drugs, but I feel like they ain't made for me
They won't show you love, till you in jail or you six feet
I don't need nobody, I know know these niggas ain't with me
Nah, they don't hear me, when I was sellin' weed, you was up in school flirting
Tryna chase a bag, I wasn't up in school learning
Now your boy a dad, so I'm livin' with a purpose, I still pop out
She wanna f*ck, I told her, watch out
Time is money, money the only time I bring the watch out
Diamonds on me, turn the lights out
If a nigga touch it, he gon' have to bust it, or he clocked out
Like, f*ck it, it's a movie
Shorty shakin' ass, so I'm rubbin' on her booty, I can't trust her
She been suckin' dick, so I can't love her
One plus one gon' equal two, but I'm just too high for the trouble for 4800 shit
I been rockin' off white they think I'm a colorist
R.I.P. to the lil sav, this for you, this for my brothers, bitch
Try to diss my homie and get turned into a mummy, bitch
So don't try me, I stopped drinkin' lean, it was f*ckin' with my IV
40 with a beam, I been movin' real slimey
Money real green, that's the reason they don't like me
Started with a dream, now it's 4K just to watch me
Writer: Ronald Allen
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