freshco & miz

Lyrics

"i mean, i understand it's a business, but come on, make an another reason why you made it for 50-60 dollars, i find dollar records that, that is, you know, and that's the truth, because they all, they all start at a dollar, the guy that showed you that beat and it becomes so popular, he got it for a dollar or 50 cents, he didn't pay two hundred dollars for it, and you know, he didn't pay anything for it, he payed a dollar, two dollars, five dollars, tops, now all of a sudden the fucking record is two hundred-something dollars, no, no, no, no, fuck that", yeah, we on that freshco & miz shit our here, pop, listen, one two, yeah, yeah, listen, money, you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, and the eighth of sour diesel medication for me, and the shit you spit - that's awful than vapin' to me, all you get is hard work and dedication for me, and my brother stoupe, he cook in a basement with me, that was years ago, now it's like it's ancient to me, we the definition how you age gracefully, b, i'm a god-fearer, ya'll are more of satan to me, i don't fuck with swine, ya'll a piece of bacon to me, ya'll as soft as baby shit, ya'll are jaded to me, this is complicated, ya'll do it too basically, and being scary was never a sensation for me, the best record ever made it take a nation to me, and this microphone it was always faithful to me, it cost money just to have a conversation with me, time is money, dummy, i ain't got the patience in me, yuh, listen, yeah, listen money, you ain't gettin notta from me, not a penny, not a nickel, not a dollar from me, all offending in the gucci or the prada for me, get a job, muhfucka, stop botherin' me,?see i looked at nicodemo? like a father to me, my work effort too crazy to get farther than me, all you dirty mothafuckers should be honoring me, it's been twenty years of tryna take my aura from me, what you see as glamour life is like a horror to me, i ain't tryna lead a crib, it's always drama for me, that's the reason why i always got the lama on me, cause they tryna hang a motherfuckin' charge over me, ain't no judge in his right mind pardoning me, he gon' throw the book at me, ain't no bargain' for me, i'm a bad lieutenant, you just like a sergeant to me, build with gods on another level, father degree, yeah