Ghostown - Cameras on the Block lyrics

Cig: Yeah man. My man Formz is gonna shut sh** down man. Cig for life Ghostown. Yeah man, these coppers want me locked, they put cameras on my block And now I'm layin' low cause the block is hot man J Formz: Yeah Cig: Yeah, they be sayin' out in the street... J Formz: Tell 'em... Cig: They be talkin' man...They be sayin'... J Formz: Tell 'em... Cig: F-O-R-M-Z, Ghostown! Yeah! Talk to 'em Formz... J Formz: Oh, I'mma tell 'em [J Formz] Some say I'm crazy for sellin' this f**in' weed But it gave me more then enough money than I need Cops love it when you broke, don't wanna see you rich That's why they gon' let a p**y go if he snitch My sales was open to anybody who want trees I Promise you it's gon' be some good sh**, you'll see Here's my number, you know how to get at me I was convinced that the cops couldn't catch me I had that red haired, crystaled out chronic Breakin' it up left you with Sticky Fingaz like Onyx Most of these dealers get ripped and skimp they bags And they gettin' screwed so they gotta rip they mans, they hurtin' I understand I'm a target so I'm gon' stop But understand once I started I was on top I'm not that stupid, I know the money is useless Cause if I get caught, bail's the only way I can use it, what!? J Formz: Yeah, and that's the truth. Ghostown! Gotta get out of here sh** is mad hot...