I stepped on a flower, foot on a petal Good wasn’t home so I settled for better I’m on my way to get it, but get it got shot So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got Now I’m like “Hey, I like the view from here!” I’m so high I can’t see you from here Both eyes on the money, it’s looking back at me Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy P-ssy getting problems, can’t live without em The weed too loud, turn up the volume Richer than a bitch, but I can’t buy tomorrow That’s why I go hard, ho (That’s why I go hard, ho)
[Verse 1]
God bless the world, and most people in it It’s anybody’s game, but nobody’s winning Mona Lisa smile, that bitch barely grinning Take you off the face of the Earth like a blemish We went from Boyz to Menace, Menace II Society Now we get higher, call that shit karate Blame it on the money, the money is the bad guy Smoke so much good, I don’t even have a bad side Yeah, I got a p-ssy hangover Bitches eat me up like my name is Russell Stover Murder the perception, make em get it right If I’m flirting with perfection, I’m f-cking her tonight I’m a Southerner delight, Louisiana pride The belly of the beast, it ate me alive Tell them bitches they’ll never take me alive And today, I took a walk outside and…
[Hook]
I stepped on a flower, foot on a petal Good wasn’t home so I settled for better I’m on my way to get it, but get it got shot So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got Now I’m like “Hey, I like the view from here!” I’m so high I can’t see you from here Both eyes on the money, it’s looking back at me Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy P-ssy getting problems, can’t live without em The weed too loud, turn up the volume Richer than a bitch, but I can’t buy tomorrow That’s why I go hard, ho (That’s why I go hard, ho)
[Verse - 2]
Uh, and we all kiss our momma’s Cause promises are broken, but tomorrow is a promise Think I’m getting sick, I’m feelin’ ill-egal And not having money is the root of all evil Life is a midget so try to live it up It’s Doctor Carter bitch, I got this shit nipped and tucked If these walls could talk, they’d probably won’t shut up I need some wallpaper, before they start the fuss Yeah, pick up the phone and call yo bluff Call Mitchell Carmone, now my pockets all buff I don’t think about the future, it comes soon enough Motherf-cker I don’t shoot you, bitch I shoot you up I ain’t like these niggas, I don’t like these niggas I just roll another joint, like Spike Lee nigga And when I woke up this morning, got the cold out my eyes And then I took a walk outside
[Hook]
I stepped on a flower, foot on a petal Good wasn’t home so I settled for better I’m on my way to get it, but get it got shot So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got Now I’m like “Hey, I like the view from here!” I’m so high I can’t see you from here Both eyes on the money, it’s looking back at me Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy P-ssy getting problems, can’t live without em The weed too loud, turn up the volume Richer than a bitch, but I can’t buy tomorrow That’s why I go hard, ho