Jet Life - Stones lyrics

[Hook] I got a pocket full of stones, got a pocket full of stones Got a pocket full of stones, I got a pocket full of stones Got a pocket full of stones, I got a pocket full of stones Got a pocket full of stones, I got a pocket full of stones [Verse 1] When I first started back in 1999 Terry tried to pay me seven dollars for a dime Started coming up, all them b**hes knew my name Cause every time I hit that corner in that pretty paint Before I serve a [?] make sure ain't a copper up inside A n***a ride clean and we was going on a flight Cash went to stacks, then it went to piles Dope fiends taking food out they baby mouths I seen a n***a serve his momma only 15 years old He was like "take this crack and get the f** 'way from me ho" Had the pearl white colors, Dayton with the vogues Some n***as caught him slipping left him in it full of holes Now the streets 'gon be the streets, and a fiend 'gon be a fiend Over drug money, I done seen some sh** you won't believe Cause seeing it for myself really f**ed myself up And everywhere I went it became an instant cut [Hook] [Verse 2] Got me a Cadillac, just like my n***a had I Think I had a Jacob too, mine had a yellow bat I used to wear the Prada's then, sh** I might bring them back I had a lil' freak for every letter of the alphabet Fine a** Candice - I call her "Candy" I think her old man was a rat, I heard that n***a had them keys sh** I bought my first quarter from one of my older cousins He showed me how to rock it up without losing nothing Everyone in my neighborhood was clocking loot Sold that Cadillac and got a new Crossfire Sports coupe I got a brand new spot to stay Team of hustlers that don't play I got a detail shop to cover up the duckings I done made To the point we only move that "Audio Dope" Still got the pharmaceuticals, lean and smoke Now them hoes they won't leave me alone Cause they know all my n***as that I run with money long [Hook]