LYRICS
"So tonight I wanna talk to you about the relationship
Between money and peace "
A lot of people say it's not about money it's about peace
It's about money
You took my heart from me
I'll never be the same
Now killing won't be hard for me
Cause I can't feel a thing
Sunday morning preacher in the pulpit
Kissed my nanna, I can't listen to this shit
It's all good til they ask me for an offering
All we got is pain so that's all I can offer him
My mama cold she put me in this cold world
Left me what I got to protect me
Oh I got a 9 yeah I got a 9
And all this ambition, bitch I'm on the grind
Sky's the limit 2 for 5's the gimmick
You line something up I tie something up
They run up out that crib with that money, bitch what
School of hard knocks I'm ahead of my class
With no hesitation put a hole in your ass
See, no it's never my fault when I **** up
I knock your ass out, to wake you the **** up
Brass knuckles and my knife: now tell me wassup
You took my heart from me
I'll never be the same
Now killing won't be hard for me
Cause I can't feel a thing
I made it to a half a mansion, **** I thought I made it
Hood bitches on a nigga, yeah all on a nigga
The D's his the door with the batter ram
I'm standing by the toilet that's broke, tryna flush this shit
Bizzy was my nigga, started ****ing with that cracker shit
Beat me out my money, nigga ran off with my Mack key
I was down he kicked me when I'm down
When I think about this kid it ****s my head up right now
You know the same ****** that got me shot killed your brother
And you ain't never did **** about that ************
When ****** was beefing with you I shot that park up
Now I'm thinking about the occasions my gun blazing
You got me feeling like a sucker B
You took my heart from me
(Son I don't give a **** son we can back right now)
I'll never be the same
(****** gonna try and front on me and be right there )
Now killing won't be hard for me
(Nah nah I'm putting them ****** on house arrest)
Cause I can't feel a thing
I'm a go and I'm a go back **** that
I'm a stay on them ****** 'til they can feel me breathing on them
You you look at these fake ass ******
They think cause they saying some fake **** in music that the **** I be saying ain't real
All you gotta do is ask ****** they tell you about me
They don't say Fifty though they say Boo Boo
Uh uh
Find out
Find out if I let it go
Man turn this **** off