Just sit down, let me tell you a story
About a young man trying to find his glory (Oh no)
He did everything you can do in the streets to get his bag (Yeah)
But if you never stop for love, life can be a stone's drive
What a drag, what a drag
[Ice Cube]
More money, more problems (Problems)
Ever since we got this money, we continue squabbling
I remember (I remember) we used to be Steady Mobbin'
Everybody want to be Batman, fuck Robin (Fuck Robin)
Now when them thangs get to popping (Popping)
Choppers get to chopping
Loved ones get to dropping (Get to dropping)
When them hearts get to stopping
Nobody cares about all the money that you clocking
A bully on that bullshit (Bullshit)
Got a bullseye (Bullseye)
I forgot he said, he on Demon time
I'm on God's time (Yeah)
This is oil and water
Your ass is with the Devil I'm with the Holy Father (Mmm)
You'll probably shoot your mama (Mama)
For an extra comma, over marijuana (A piranha)
Everybody say they want the bag
Yeah, I want to get it, but not that bad
Everyday, this ghetto story
About a boy trying to find his glory, glory, glory
He did everything you can do in these streets, to get a bag (Everything)
But if you don't stop for love, life can be a stone's drive
I'm trying to get cropped up without getting locked up
I'm trying to lay in the cut, without getting mopped up
I'm trying to stand on my own and never get propped up (Never)
The pyroclastic flow, can't get stopped up (No)
Niggas love money (Money), money love me (Me)
Please don't make me have to do you ugly
I'm trying not to be like a fucking thug be
Look at the sky, this fucking day is lovely
I'm trying not to hate ya, for this little caper
Why you motherfuckers trying to pull me out my nature
When you a Laker Everybody hates ya
Bitch niggas on the internet always trying to bait ya
And if you take the bait (Bait)
They'll try to regulate
I'll bust on their ass, like Warren G and Nate (Regulating)
And if you slip they'll do you like they did Nip
Niggas from your own hoods send you on a trip
Let's get dirty people, my ghetto story
All about a man tryna find his road (Damn)
He did it all (He did it all) in these streets, just to get his bag (Yeah, fuck)
But if you don't stop for love, life can be a stone's drive
Oh no, I can't trust 'em no more
We used to roll six-fours, I can't trust 'em no more (Oh no)
Oh no, I can't trust 'em no more
We used to run these hoes, I can't trust 'em no more (Oh no)
Oh no, I can't trust 'em no more
We used to roll six-fours, I can't trust 'em no more (Oh no)
Oh no, I can't trust 'em no more
We used to run these hoes, I can't trust 'em no more
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