I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you *******s it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while *******'s stomach just rumble Had to ******* with the Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles ******* living in rubble, but get him labelled a rebel Any ******* wan' rumble, somebody hand me a shovel Gotta silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill Steppin' off the Sonoma with the black duffel bag filled Got a cute ******* with me; favor come on, for real Got Meek Mill on the celly, that ******* worth a few mil I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply Witness real *******s fail, and watch you ******* *******s strive Witness ******* *******s pale, Japar [?] just got twenty-five At this point in my life, I'm just trying to survive Homicide stay on my mind, Christopher Wallace of my time R.I.P. to the legend, 2 Pac Shakur with a nine Makaveli returns - it's God forgives, and I don'tResurrection of the real, time to get the richer than TrumpI'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Young *******, 19, four, five bricks Praying on you *******s, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate Trying to keep my head above water, ******* We pirates out here, *******, just trying to stay afloat And I ride for my *******s Fascination with fortune afford me mansion and PorschesPanoramas, abortions, m*******a imported Dreams of getting cream and never to be extorted Seen so many things, be preposterous not to record it Product is in demand, profit not far behind Got on my mother pearl, she ******* up father time Babies be having babies, I'm talking 'bout how I grind*******s thinking it's voodoo the way bricks be multiplying Affiliated with wealth, associated with death Self-made millionaire, snatch a triple beam off the shelf Straight Grim Reaper, Air Jordans walking the streets Blackberry boss - one call, ya put to sleep I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Young *******, nineteen, forty five bricks Praying on you *******s, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate The Lord is my light and my salvation But I see none of you ******* *******s ******* what you heard, ******* I need to feel it I need to smell it I need to see it
I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you *******s it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while *******'s stomach just rumble Had to ******* with the Haitians and break a kilo to crumbles ******* living in rubble, but get him labelled a rebel Any ******* wan' rumble, somebody hand me a shovel Gotta silence the lambs, get on my Buffalo Bill Steppin' off the Sonoma with the black duffel bag filled Got a cute ******* with me; favor come on, for real Got Meek Mill on the celly, that ******* worth a few mil I multiply what I manage, I manage to multiply Witness real *******s fail, and watch you ******* *******s strive Witness ******* *******s pale, Japar [?] just got twenty-five At this point in my life, I'm just trying to survive Homicide stay on my mind, Christopher Wallace of my time R.I.P. to the legend, 2 Pac Shakur with a nine Makaveli returns - it's God forgives, and I don'tResurrection of the real, time to get the richer than TrumpI'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Young *******, 19, four, five bricks Praying on you *******s, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate Trying to keep my head above water, ******* We pirates out here, *******, just trying to stay afloat And I ride for my *******s Fascination with fortune afford me mansion and PorschesPanoramas, abortions, m*******a imported Dreams of getting cream and never to be extorted Seen so many things, be preposterous not to record it Product is in demand, profit not far behind Got on my mother pearl, she ******* up father time Babies be having babies, I'm talking 'bout how I grind*******s thinking it's voodoo the way bricks be multiplying Affiliated with wealth, associated with death Self-made millionaire, snatch a triple beam off the shelf Straight Grim Reaper, Air Jordans walking the streets Blackberry boss - one call, ya put to sleep I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Young *******, nineteen, forty five bricks Praying on you *******s, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate The Lord is my light and my salvation But I see none of you ******* *******s ******* what you heard, ******* I need to feel it I need to smell it I need to see it
