"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 bullshit
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, b**** 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, n**** what
School of hard knocks, I'm ahead of my class
With no hesitation put a hole in your a**
See, no it's never my fault when I f*** up
I knock your a** out, to wake you the f*** up
Brass knuckles and my knife: now tell me wassup
[Hook]
I made it to a half a mansion, s*** I thought I made it
Hood b****** on a n****, yeah all on a n****
The D's his the door with the batter ram
I'm standing by the toilet that's broke, tryna flush this s***
Bizzy was my n**** started f****** with that cracker s***
Beat me out my money, n**** ran off with my Mack key ??
I was down, he kicked me when I'm down
When I think about this kid, it f**** my head up right now
You know the same n***** that got me shot, killed your brother
And you ain't never did s*** about that, m***********
When n***** 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 f*** son we can back right now)
I'll never be the same
(n***** gonna try and front on me and be right there?)
Now killing won't be hard for me
(Nah, nah, I'm putting them n***** on house arrest)
Cause I can't feel a thing
I'mma go and I'mma go back, f*** that
I'mma stay on them n***** 'til they can feel me breathing on them
You, you look at these fake a** n*****
They think cause they saying some fake s*** in music, that the s*** I be saying ain't real
All you gotta do is ask n*****, they tell you about me
They dont say Fifty though they say Boo Boo
Uh uh
Find out
Find out if I let it go
Man turn this s*** off
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 bullshit
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, b**** 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, n**** what
School of hard knocks, I'm ahead of my class
With no hesitation put a hole in your a**
See, no it's never my fault when I f*** up
I knock your a** out, to wake you the f*** up
Brass knuckles and my knife: now tell me wassup
[Hook]
I made it to a half a mansion, s*** I thought I made it
Hood b****** on a n****, yeah all on a n****
The D's his the door with the batter ram
I'm standing by the toilet that's broke, tryna flush this s***
Bizzy was my n**** started f****** with that cracker s***
Beat me out my money, n**** ran off with my Mack key ??
I was down, he kicked me when I'm down
When I think about this kid, it f**** my head up right now
You know the same n***** that got me shot, killed your brother
And you ain't never did s*** about that, m***********
When n***** 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 f*** son we can back right now)
I'll never be the same
(n***** gonna try and front on me and be right there?)
Now killing won't be hard for me
(Nah, nah, I'm putting them n***** on house arrest)
Cause I can't feel a thing
I'mma go and I'mma go back, f*** that
I'mma stay on them n***** 'til they can feel me breathing on them
You, you look at these fake a** n*****
They think cause they saying some fake s*** in music, that the s*** I be saying ain't real
All you gotta do is ask n*****, they tell you about me
They dont say Fifty though they say Boo Boo
Uh uh
Find out
Find out if I let it go
Man turn this s*** off