Word to Will, buried in his feline suit
I wanna be iced up, nigga,
and I die for ghetto fame
Initials in swimming pool floors
Women lose drawers, the true boss
Never lose walls, got cheddar to floss
Livin' my life like every
Alcoholic on toilets, I shit blood
Foreign cars, models and stars,
unless she hit the clubs?
Got her Mac on, back in the 60s
with her Afro and her platforms
That's cool but I'ma live how I want
From crumbs and roaches and rats
Converting from hustlin' to raps
To bulletproof Bentleys, gats in the car
Never gave a fuck what nobody said,
If I fuck up it falls on me,
I lucked up and struck rich
Gateways, marble floors, chandeliers
Though I still feel broke
With millions in the bank
And just to think some'll die
You can get shot, niggas is wolves
comin' if you ruthless or not
put you in places where bodies rot
till I see my man get popped
layin' there, eyes still open
He was lookin' right through me,
the limos, movies, and tours
and represent for the cause?
on everything I'm involved
And that's the game, y 'all can't relate,
fuck y 'all I did it my way
From the crumbs, roaches, and rats
Converting from hustling to rap
I call it how I see it, niggas
If you don't like it, so be it, niggas
I make my own rules, do my own plans
Gangsters do what they want,
You're only getting one life to live
Yo, hosing my focus, slow me
Roll with the broke as homies
Cold and we hopeless, lonely
Scoldin' my foes who phony from
blocks with coke or feed you
they know some people who tell on
felons who sold some diesel
Have it on their blow, it ruins minds,
89, they took work to Caroline
In just two years, they crew disappeared,
Smeared the paint on they pictures,
Just a baby nigga thankful
when them killers came through
I think the ones who said Shawty go home,
From crumbs and roaches and rats
Con verting from hustlin' to raps
To bulletproof Bentley's gats in the car
Never gave a fuck what nobody said
If I fuck up, it falls on me
I did it my lucked up and struck rich,