When you see me on the highway getting cash nigga
85 MPH on the dash nigga
Bunch of niggaz really mad at me
Im glad to see that you can witness a nigga that live his fantasy
Niggas do what they can I'm never hatin on ya
I can relate chasing paper get major lonely
I Redefined it finding ways had to re-align it
Cuz you get lost searching purpose when it ain't working
Concentrated & focused that shit was complicated
Taking chances on freedom they quick to confiscate it
Its coming down to these Choices
I couldn't follow the rules
Felons with the education people still don't approve
Economy really stagnant not a place for a con
Even when you get a job them checks don't make you as calm
I made a promise to myself, don't settle for less
God put you on this journey put your spirit to the test
No matter what happens i will never complain
Put my life in the lines
People still throwing the shade
If you live by the cheers you will die by the boos
Some people want you to win
Some people want you to lose
It ain't over til it's over
The devil working overtime keep a 3rd Eye open
It ain't over til it's over
Til the fat lady, pouring liquor to my grave
This shit is crazy niggas really be entitled
Like you the only one that's providing for their child
Never had a handout, judge never gave me breaks
No one ever spoke up when I was making dum mistakes
Matter fact I was present when you needed me the most
Nigga slid up your ass, they was ready for the smoke
You ain't see it coming you was too high on the coke
I had to grab your kids & get em off that porch
You put your people in the danger no attempt to pay a debt
Always hanging round nigga you ain't even tell em shit
Now you see the reason most niggaz just do not trust
Cuz you just want the bag when bodies is zipping up
Another mother lost her son how it tell it to that woman
Detectives call her phone I can't imagine how she feeling
You wanna be a gangsta she raising up a man
Watch who you hang around you never know who had a plan
It ain't over til it's over
The devil working overtime keep a 3rd Eye open
It ain't over til it's over
Til the fat lady, pouring liquor to my grave
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When you see me on the highway getting cash nigga
85 MPH on the dash nigga
Bunch of niggaz really mad at me
Im glad to see that you can witness a nigga that live his fantasy
Niggas do what they can I'm never hatin on ya
I can relate chasing paper get major lonely
I Redefined it finding ways had to re-align it
Cuz you get lost searching purpose when it ain't working
Concentrated & focused that shit was complicated
Taking chances on freedom they quick to confiscate it
Its coming down to these Choices
I couldn't follow the rules
Felons with the education people still don't approve
Economy really stagnant not a place for a con
Even when you get a job them checks don't make you as calm
I made a promise to myself, don't settle for less
God put you on this journey put your spirit to the test
No matter what happens i will never complain
Put my life in the lines
People still throwing the shade
If you live by the cheers you will die by the boos
Some people want you to win
Some people want you to lose
It ain't over til it's over
The devil working overtime keep a 3rd Eye open
It ain't over til it's over
Til the fat lady, pouring liquor to my grave
This shit is crazy niggas really be entitled
Like you the only one that's providing for their child
Never had a handout, judge never gave me breaks
No one ever spoke up when I was making dum mistakes
Matter fact I was present when you needed me the most
Nigga slid up your ass, they was ready for the smoke
You ain't see it coming you was too high on the coke
I had to grab your kids & get em off that porch
You put your people in the danger no attempt to pay a debt
Always hanging round nigga you ain't even tell em shit
Now you see the reason most niggaz just do not trust
Cuz you just want the bag when bodies is zipping up
Another mother lost her son how it tell it to that woman
Detectives call her phone I can't imagine how she feeling
You wanna be a gangsta she raising up a man
Watch who you hang around you never know who had a plan
It ain't over til it's over
The devil working overtime keep a 3rd Eye open
It ain't over til it's over
Til the fat lady, pouring liquor to my grave
85 MPH on the dash nigga
Bunch of niggaz really mad at me
Im glad to see that you can witness a nigga that live his fantasy
Niggas do what they can I'm never hatin on ya
I can relate chasing paper get major lonely
I Redefined it finding ways had to re-align it
Cuz you get lost searching purpose when it ain't working
Concentrated & focused that shit was complicated
Taking chances on freedom they quick to confiscate it
Its coming down to these Choices
I couldn't follow the rules
Felons with the education people still don't approve
Economy really stagnant not a place for a con
Even when you get a job them checks don't make you as calm
I made a promise to myself, don't settle for less
God put you on this journey put your spirit to the test
No matter what happens i will never complain
Put my life in the lines
People still throwing the shade
If you live by the cheers you will die by the boos
Some people want you to win
Some people want you to lose
It ain't over til it's over
The devil working overtime keep a 3rd Eye open
It ain't over til it's over
Til the fat lady, pouring liquor to my grave
This shit is crazy niggas really be entitled
Like you the only one that's providing for their child
Never had a handout, judge never gave me breaks
No one ever spoke up when I was making dum mistakes
Matter fact I was present when you needed me the most
Nigga slid up your ass, they was ready for the smoke
You ain't see it coming you was too high on the coke
I had to grab your kids & get em off that porch
You put your people in the danger no attempt to pay a debt
Always hanging round nigga you ain't even tell em shit
Now you see the reason most niggaz just do not trust
Cuz you just want the bag when bodies is zipping up
Another mother lost her son how it tell it to that woman
Detectives call her phone I can't imagine how she feeling
You wanna be a gangsta she raising up a man
Watch who you hang around you never know who had a plan
It ain't over til it's over
The devil working overtime keep a 3rd Eye open
It ain't over til it's over
Til the fat lady, pouring liquor to my grave
Writer: Dereck Bell
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