YZ - Project Windows lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Roddy] And I could show you how to mack a b**h Show you how to bag a brick Boy I came from rags to riches, n***a I'm a mathematician Hell ain't too far from here, it's hard as hell to make it here If I make it out of here then I can make it anywhere Momma worked 2 jobs, my brother doing 7 years Boy them crackers done him wrong Man that made me shed a tear Momma she didn't have no car, my granny drove a cavalier They always told me "play my role", the strongest women that I know Fast money, brown bag money started out broke Then I started smoking weed, next I started slanging dope Ring a n***a phone until it's gone, until there ain't no more Tales of a black male, tell me something I don't know Legal dealing, guess that's all on me like my outro Word to Boston George I'm selling endo outdoors Boy this Biggie Smalls if he was ever signed to d**h Row Dreamed I talked to Pac and homie told me that I'm next door [Hook] Staring out this project window plotting on a million Staring out this project window plotting on a million Staring out this project window plotting on a million Staring out this project window plotting on a million [Verse 2: Nesby Phips] Phips, man what's happening? Photo bagging and cadillac-ing I planned, plotted, I strategized and I started stacking Man my fall back game so strong I own a patent You would swear I wrote a book on this here, and autographed it Sincerely, behold a saint in Sin City Savvy, and I know where to bank with 10 milli Flow like Hannibal [?], this big business And you know where I'm at if you need me, so get with me Long gone are the days of I ain't got it Cuz man I grow pounds in my head, it's all profit We on and popping, this is audible narcotics And as long as I pack it and ship it they gonna cop it My clientel range from digital to hard copies Word is born throw it all in the bag like armed robbery Lay it down like shag carpet in a deluxe apartment in the sky I try to keep my eye on the prize as I... [Hook]