(Chorus) x2
She's on her way, about to get paid
But never turning Hollywood
He's on his way, about to get paid
But never turning Hollywood

Neb Love-
I used to be that way, but now I'm like this
You betta miss me with that shit or catch a mighty blow to lip
Cheeks
Beware I'm here, hooray for N-E-B, no thats not me
Oh, cuz I'm in the Cherokee, cruisin with Warren G
Goin to pick up Jah Skill and the Twinz
Five footin till the end of my life, for real
Ya didn't know the sista but she had a record deal
They wanna see you at the top, then they wanna see you drop
Then they wanna call the cops, ring hello?
Wake up, once yo ass go Hollywood ya ass is like fuck
(ya ass is like fuck)
A young buck Knee-Hi told me that Neb changed
But if I'm on the wrong track put me in the right place

Wayniac-
I'm just the same muthafucka, who kicked them nuts back in the day
This is how it is when the n***as gettin paid
You used to treat me different now that you know where I stand
But back up in the days you didn't really give a damn
I had my own thing, me and the homeys from the PAC
We watch each other's back tryin to get our pockets fat
But now its new n***as poppin all up in our face
From 88 to 93 I couldn't find a trace
I keeped on shit on data just reviewin all the facts
In my mind I designed how to switch and counteract
Cuz ain't no Holly and me if it is its gettin stuck
I'm strictly for my paper as these groupies ride my nuts