Life is what you make it They say time is money If that`s the case I don`t neither for your broke ass
Life is such a dark image that i can`t dream i used to give this hard visions, in my near teens Yea I`m getting dirty money, but my hands clean Making money strech, ben frank pull a ham string Another get rirch quick hair brain scheme Just so we can shine like sterling Time goes on, consider me the new guy Walking in the office, brief case and a new tie Rocky is the flyest on the banner when i cruise by (how fly is he) the motherfucker too fly Shit change mane, act yo age not your shoe size Last of the dying breed, the game go her tubes tied Niggas selling true lies, I`m all about the mula Stressfull, so every now and then i gotta woo sah Bout to turn it up, see i`m not hot as fuckin` july Smooth suede shoes, i`m busta rhymes yelling "woo hah!!!"! Snacks on the menu, it`s best we continue Asap turn up events in the venue And these fucking critics to their bast to offend you They don`t care about your dress, and you veteran credentials Motherfuck em` all, motherfuck em` all We only shop boutiques, like motherfuck a mall And i`m bright as stars, fresh as death in these mcqueens My outfit is deceased, alexander rest in peace and i`m gone