world use the muscle to the hustle get cha bread up keep ya head up dawg (big phil dis one fa you pimpin) Verse 2: (T.I) I had a partna name phil
don't want to be her She used to have the Beemer, now she own a sneaker I had her eating lobster now she eating pizza I think about Easter when I think
, but I ain't drinkin' all alone I gotta have you with me up in the V.I.P Everything we do B-I-G And I'ma keep it real 'til I D-I-E Okay, let's go, I
up, so Chuck, I'm a cool kid Hey yo, I once was a kid, all I had was a dream More money, more problems, when I get it I'ma pile it up Now I'm dope,
single thing my momma wouldn't condone Counting everything I own in my muthafucking ZONE, I'm up too high somebody come get me down down down down Said I'm up
clothes, the hos I suppose I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful I just wanna be, I just wanna be successful
the base and I don't usually step up in the place I usually pull that lead out, ready to get a lead out But damn, since I stepped up in the place I'm
'cause they ain't grew like us They ain't on cue like us They don't fit the shoe like us Don't know who's who like us Strangers, ain't aware of the
we on top and won't leave it [Chorus: Kokane] Sometimes I feel like I'm lonely And sometimes I feel like I'm lonely [Kain] Uh, uh, yeah Ey yo C-I-O-F-F-I
up, could get fold up Body get ripped up, and then sewed up Every nigga I fucked with, niggaz is growed up We don't play games, get on the stand, and
I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry (uh huh) You can't tame Lloyd, I'm smokin
I'ma win 'cause I'm too smart for these cats While they makin' up facts, you rakin' up plats (Uhh) In The Commision, you ask for permission to hit 'em He don't
it's on, the shots flowin' through your head I been rich, I been poor, I saved and blown bread Some say I been here before because of the way I zone
mine could top Big Poppa rhymes So, possibly I'd be popular, huh? That's the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I. I took him from coal to diamond, I
Don't let your people feel your awkward I tame I'm not playin' Get gassed up to get blast up Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down Check it, thou
like I'm A I I used to cook rocks, and hit the block And gun in the bushes and money in my sock Shit, I had hoes way before I was nationally famous I was in the hood strapped up good watchin' my anus I
mala We getting Arab money We getting Arab money Now there ain't no way that you can kill a beast dead I got Middle East women and Middle East bread I
