pass me a ski mask a glock
some say that g's make the world go round
you say you got nothin to lose
but who got a back when ya down?
i ain't even trippin if y'all fools doubt me
i hope ya got insurance on ya brand new truck
mama need food in the icebox
and i need some new jordan with some white sock
down south with the task all on it *sirens*
bout to put five in the stash box
called the c-murder up for them plastic glocks
silkk forgot the neck on some chicken
it's mansions and fifty inch windows
fool i like the good life
she slapped my face cause i ain't livin right
hit the street and the highway
i'm on the run like the fugitive
so i can't go where i used to live
bout to get caught in due time
different place every state a new crime
grab a ski mask and two nines
say money make the world go round
from out between the knocks i lets em in
how many i kill goin for the cash
i gotta do it for the stash
fill the getaway car up with gas
a nigga sex money and greed
hey i'ma get ya for what you got
act like you don't have it
i grab my gun before i grab my shoes
you know i'm bout to act a fool
so i'm a be gon away like a breeze
i ain't gon stop til the cops say freeze
and we're in it to win it
there ain't no stoppin no limit
cause we have nuthin to lose
little bro check this out
i ain't walk around with that fool
man but will had it comin
ya heard me? he had it comin
knowhati'msayin? i'ma get mine
you know what i'm sayin? fo' scheeze
i ain't got nuthin to lose
got what? everything to gain
i'm on the run nut i gotta gun
yeah you know i'm tru to this
i ain't got nuttin to lose