I don't know what the * is up with me
The precious lady likes to keep me company
750mm worth of Hennessy
Yeah the brown, hold me down
I know it could be the death of me
I'm on the get of the bang now
I don't know who are my friends now
You never puttin' a hand in Why you be askin' for handouts?
I'm on the ball like a pit stand I'm on the live in the stack house
With chandeliers, what it takes to get me there?
Let's hoes, I suppose Get the plug for the low
Get addicted to the flip until the money overdose
Watch it close,
I ain't going back to broke Hell no,
once I get the money pound
Run respect,
I'm goin' ghost Dealing with pain,
going through thangs
Chasing the dream,
was literally broke Now the diamond and bang
Slept on whatever that came There was
some nights my back just wanted to scream
Whoa, whoa, things got dry, I needed some cream
Uh,
they talkin' to Vino,
I'm talkin' to Green They know what I mean,
ayy
I'm feelin' faded,
I'm gone I said what I said in the song
There was no takin' it back,
back Even if I delivered it wrong
Even if, even if I delivered it wrong
You see,
when we got obstacles thrown at us
We got two choices
It's a choice
I mean,
we could choose to give a * But the moment we choose not to
We're born again
Matter of fact, we're free