[Intro]
(Trudie)
(Hey, CR!)
Yeah, huh, ah, hey
[Chorus]
I turned my problems to millions
I ain't need to no dealin', huh
My ni**a gon' do them drillin's so I ain't gotta shoot no children, huh
See, I ain't even pop no perc's, lil' ni**a, but think I'm losin' feelin', uh
This us just the mood I've been in
I could point a finger at a block, he spin it, uh
See, I ain't win yet but we winnin'
My dawg been locked down on the yard for a minute
Well yeah, he got caught, but I pray he acquitted
Lil' homie got shot in his face, but he livin' so
Guess somebody tryna let me know, who?
You see, this life, it isn't worth it, dawg
(You see, this life, it isn't worth it, dawg)
[Verse]
This love ain't this real, this sh*t is virtual
And if she fu*k your mans, don't take it personal
See, it's somethin' 'bout thesе streets and how we livin'
So 'fore you cuff her watch how shе moves 'round rich ni**as
Yeah, ha, yeah-yeah
Trust me, you'd be lucky if you touch me
Any you can get got like Chucky
This ain't court, lil' ni**a, don't judge me
See, I'ma do it on my own time, don't rush me
Now my lil' baby movin' fussy
'Cause I'm travelin' all over the world and I ain't think to bring none of my girls
See, I'm one of those selfish ni**as, huh
She can't be none of my dawgs, baby, I'm selfish wit' ya, huh
You can hear waterfalls, put you into this jewelry, baby, huh
We don't get all of y'all, we ain't into the foolery lately, huh
I was sayin', start hidin'
My lil' homie spinnin' blocks, he with the violence
I'm not condoning it but he too childish
Body bags for business, ni**a, stop the wildin'
She got a body on her like she [?]
Before you fu*k her, ask her for the mileage
It ain't hard to be real, lil' ni**a, why you lyin'?
Tryna turn my lil' ni**as into giants
But not get this deal lil' ni**a, I'ma sign it
Put all my real homies in positions
Get all my real homies out the kitchen
See, he try the weapon on him from a distance
My lil' homie gon' batter up before he pitch
Thought you were my brother, homie, why you dissin'?
We both gettin' money, homie, how you switchin'?
See, I put that b*tch to work now she ain't missin'
See, he put that stick to work and he ain't missin', ni**a, uh
[Bridge]
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm-hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh
[Chorus]
I turned my problems to millions
I ain't need to no dealin', huh
My ni**a gon' do them drillin's so I ain't gotta shoot no children, huh
See, I ain't even pop no perc's, lil' ni**a, but think I'm losin' feelin', uh
This us just the mood I've been in
I could point a finger at a block, he spin it, uh
See, I ain't win yet but we winnin'
My dawg been locked down on the yard for a minute
Well yeah, he got caught, but I pray he acquitted
Lil' homie got shot in his face, but he livin' so
Guess somebody tryna let me know, who?
You see, this life, it isn't worth it, dawg, huh
[Outro]
Ah-ah