mind on my money niggas still hating smoke alot of weed cause i have lil
patience
my girl still trippin wut girl dont bitch turn the volume up on the tv so i
dont
hear shit wizzile keep it player ballin like a laker they say the game is
rough well
im gonna give that bitch a shape up ohio is the state columbis is the city
i know ur 
ass is real but how much u pay 4 them titties cash money gang u know wut im
reppin
my homie doing nine he just got caught up with a weapon my lil girl getting
bigger
she crawling tryin talk shit im trying 2 do whatever just 2 stay off child
support
and if your album dont sell bow what you gone do probably keep making 8 mil
a movie
i'll be cool cause i aint trippin bout these critics or these non believers
and to keep 
the love close i rock my jesus pieces turning 25 soon thats 5 years from 30
im feelin 40
now i lived my life 2 early im in my own world playing by my own rules they
say life is
about choices so becarful what you choose and im riding with my homies
state got love
4 me but i keep my eyes open cause niggas can be phoney so i stay up on
lonley short but gotta 
alot of heart boi i love my women red bone white or dark say you rollin on
that good shit
i cant tell cause the shit im smoking got me moving slower then a snail and
why you
squares hate we keep getting richer laughing back at yall while we fuckin
all yall bitches
playing john madden im running with the eagles niggas online talking shit
until i beat you
real shit ive been up for two days stratagizing on ways to get payed

yea yea yea yea

yea yea yea yea yea yea

yea yea yea yea yea yea