[Hook]
I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal (pedal)
Good wasn't home, so I settled for better
I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot
So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
Like "Hey, I like the view from here!"
I'm so high I can't see you from here
Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me
Man, these b*tches just looking for a daddy
p**** getting problems, can't live without em
The weed too loud, turn up the volume
Richer than a b*tch, but I can't buy tomorrow
That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)
[Verse 1]
God bless the world, and most people in it
It's anybody's game, but nobody's winning
Mona Lisa smile, that b*tch barely grinning
Take you off the face of the Earth like a blemish
We went from Boyz to Menace, Menace II Society
Now we get higher (hi-ya!), call that s*** karate
Blame it on the money, the money is the bad guy
Smoke so much good, I don't even have a bad side
Yeah, I got a p**** hangover
B*tches eat me up like my name is Russell Stover
Murder the perception, make em get it right
If I'm flirting with perfection, I'm f*cking her that night
I'm a Southern delight, Louisiana pride
The belly of the beast, it ate me alive
Tell them b*tches they'll never take me alive
Ever since the day that I took a walk outside
[Hook]
And I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal (pedal)
Good wasn't home, so I settled for better
I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot
So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
Like "Hey, I like the view from here!"
I'm so high I can't see you from here
Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me
Man, these b*tches just looking for a daddy
p**** getting problems, can't live without em
The weed too loud, turn up the volume
Richer than a b*tch, but I can't buy tomorrow
That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)
[Verse 2]
And we all kiss our momma's
Cause promises are broken, but tomorrow is a promise
Think I'm getting sick, I'm feelin' ill-egal
And not having money is the root of all evil
Life is a midget so try to live it up
It's Doctor Carter b*tch, I got this s*** nipped and tucked
If these walls could talk, they'd probably won't shut up
I need some wallpaper, before they start the fuss
Yeah, pick up the phone and call yo bluff
Call Mitchell Carmone, now my pockets all buff
I don't think about the future, it comes soon enough
Motherf*cker I don't shoot you, b*tch I shoot yo up
I ain't like these n*ggas, I don't like these n*ggas
I just roll another joint, like Spike Lee n*gga
And when I woke up this morning, got the cold out my eyes
And then I took a walk outside
[Hook]
And I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal (pedal)
Good wasn't home, so I settled for better
I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot
So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
Like "Hey, I like the view from here!"
I'm so high I can't see you from here
Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me
Man, these b*tches just looking for a daddy
p**** getting problems, can't live without em
The weed too loud, turn up the volume
Richer than a b*tch, but I can't buy tomorrow
That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)
I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal (pedal)
Good wasn't home, so I settled for better
I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot
So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
Like "Hey, I like the view from here!"
I'm so high I can't see you from here
Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me
Man, these b*tches just looking for a daddy
p**** getting problems, can't live without em
The weed too loud, turn up the volume
Richer than a b*tch, but I can't buy tomorrow
That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)
[Verse 1]
God bless the world, and most people in it
It's anybody's game, but nobody's winning
Mona Lisa smile, that b*tch barely grinning
Take you off the face of the Earth like a blemish
We went from Boyz to Menace, Menace II Society
Now we get higher (hi-ya!), call that s*** karate
Blame it on the money, the money is the bad guy
Smoke so much good, I don't even have a bad side
Yeah, I got a p**** hangover
B*tches eat me up like my name is Russell Stover
Murder the perception, make em get it right
If I'm flirting with perfection, I'm f*cking her that night
I'm a Southern delight, Louisiana pride
The belly of the beast, it ate me alive
Tell them b*tches they'll never take me alive
Ever since the day that I took a walk outside
[Hook]
And I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal (pedal)
Good wasn't home, so I settled for better
I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot
So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
Like "Hey, I like the view from here!"
I'm so high I can't see you from here
Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me
Man, these b*tches just looking for a daddy
p**** getting problems, can't live without em
The weed too loud, turn up the volume
Richer than a b*tch, but I can't buy tomorrow
That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)
[Verse 2]
And we all kiss our momma's
Cause promises are broken, but tomorrow is a promise
Think I'm getting sick, I'm feelin' ill-egal
And not having money is the root of all evil
Life is a midget so try to live it up
It's Doctor Carter b*tch, I got this s*** nipped and tucked
If these walls could talk, they'd probably won't shut up
I need some wallpaper, before they start the fuss
Yeah, pick up the phone and call yo bluff
Call Mitchell Carmone, now my pockets all buff
I don't think about the future, it comes soon enough
Motherf*cker I don't shoot you, b*tch I shoot yo up
I ain't like these n*ggas, I don't like these n*ggas
I just roll another joint, like Spike Lee n*gga
And when I woke up this morning, got the cold out my eyes
And then I took a walk outside
[Hook]
And I stepped on a flower, foot on the petal (pedal)
Good wasn't home, so I settled for better
I'm on my way to get it, but get it got shot
So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
Like "Hey, I like the view from here!"
I'm so high I can't see you from here
Both eyes on the money, it's looking back at me
Man, these b*tches just looking for a daddy
p**** getting problems, can't live without em
The weed too loud, turn up the volume
Richer than a b*tch, but I can't buy tomorrow
That's why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)