but the nigga wanted money
they just can't understand or phathom my demeanor
unapproachable appearance to how i pack the ninas
clipse they say malice the meanest
got love for guns and caine
let nothin' come between us
you miss took me for a rapper huh
well that makes me an actor
cause i would rather clap a gun
and buck on them niggas that hate
but can't carry my weight
i understand that the envy is part of the game
naw bitch i'm liable to splatter ya shit
'til you start to stagger and shit
watch how them hollows straight
to freestyle and battle and shit
i'm all at home wit the chrome
but the nigga wanted money
when that white hits the pen and
i can account for every gram and
the streets molded the man i am
crack change came from blow
nigga that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat you
they breaking my heart on the streets so
but the nigga wanted money
they call me pusha for one reason
cause i keep that sniff all seasons
whether the price is up or down
i keep a mound to pitch from
you don't have to shop around
when it come to the money
and i don't mind sharing wealth
i been around the world thrice times
like curtis mayfield's music
i treat ya nose to hook ya
and only pull back to cook ya
but the nigga wanted money
i been if i die of starvation
things is fucked up as is
do you not know the most affective way of gettin' money
lee watch you see the situation be corrected
why must i be so devilish
they say whatcha do comes back on you two times
but i'm still walking around wit two nines
who wants to be a millionaire
and you ain't got no more life lines
you a snitch nigga fighting crime
go ahead and tell the police
cause every move you make
nigga on every breath you take
cause coldchain fate witness
naturally spitting from me
loud niggas talking gibberish
you cock the mineral shirt
but the nigga wanted money