N***a too damn broke, and my future seems damn, the only way out is to go on a limb
I need money with the quickness living too damn bad, even though I know this shit can kill me damn
First of all I gotta call my n***a with the hook up, pack up to jack up, then back up when I act up
Get in my car, roll slowly down the avenue, get where I'm going then do what the fuck I gotta do
All of a sudden I see a car trailin' me So I hit the gas pump, the meter to 103
Turn left, turn right, down an alley, up a hill
Gotta be skilled so I don't fuck up the deal
As I was cruisin' I noticed I was losin' this
Smoked him in the dust and now I feel safe again
Made it to my rendezvous, to do business
Get my shit, then check this n***a off my hit list
Too much later, livin' in the greater part of town
Cause I was sellin' shit all over Horns Mountain
Heavy as a motherfuckin' kilo
Bitches all over town
Sellin' my dope
To your father, to your mother, to me the shit don't matter
Just so long that my bank is valid
Kids look up to me
Cause I drive a Cadillac and all the bitches be screamin'
They'll go to fat man's fat
Because my money was my power, feeding my greed
But some ass n***as got jealous of me
Attempted robbery
But the shit didn't work
I would demand the n***as without ripping up my shirt
With the help of a gat, I lost a counter attack
Back to the crib and proceeded to pack
All my money in stacks and I laughed at the punk
That attempted a fascination and got fucked up
Then I woke up in a sweat, almost ready to scream
When I realized it was just a player's dream