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Gotta Find A Way
213 Funny how time flies Funny how one thing leads to another Funny how mothers cry Funny how we live at night and in the gutter Funny how cash rules everything around me Funny how people never seem to change Seems like it all can change and I can get paid Funny how my closest friends is my rebuttal Whoa! [Chorus Find a way to make some money Nigga gotta find a way Nigga gotta find a way Find a way to make some cash Got to find a way Nigga gotta find a way Find a way to make some money Find a way to make some cash Nigga gotta find a way Got to find a way I was giving this a lot of thought Should I trip? Should I not? Should I set this off? Cut the bullshit, take it back to the music A whole lotta pressure is on my shoulders My soul is with all my niggaz I roll with; so know this use it right, don't matter what you do with it I'm here to represent the real I stayed up all night, I argue and fight by myself; this can't be right I still stayed G'ed up unless must I will I'd make you niggaz get a deal and act wild I'm for real and I can see through these suckers that dick riding motherfuckers Hmm cuz if the lights were the sound of the siren Listen Yeah, that's me bustin' cuz I'm a huslter for the chips And I'm trippin 'cuz I'm sick of this shit It wasn't about money up front All a nigga wanted was a big gold chain and a blunt I can't get a job; I might as well steal and rob Why? What do you mean? Living my Auntie Mary and I ain't having a damn thang Man, life is so hard Hanging in my homie garage while other niggaz doing killing for a living in the city of stars I got a lick but I ain't got caught Nigga slippin' leaving a sack by the bar And I seen where he set it, thought he had hid it Come up, I gotta stay run up Nope, and I'm about to go get it Left eye open while I'm sleep with the gun up Please don't run up about that money I'm funny My nigga you'll get done up |
