sell everything

e-40

boss moves man

chess moves man

uh huh!

we out here getting paper

we trying to have our money

pot

pills

heroin

cocaine

speed

crack

crystal

the fast lane

trains

boats

beaches and airplanes

what we sell? we sell everything. i'm just as hard headed as i want to be

me and my entourage

my faculty

crazy like the glue

promethazine and mountain dew

sometimes i act my age

sometimes the size of my shoe

right now i'm hella paid

but i used to be broke like you

bankroll overweight from selling weight

wait?

did you say bankroll overweight from pushing weight?

did i? ignorant ass slap when i skate

slide by

made a whole lotta money from pushing cake

dead right

i'm a whole 'nother gr'animal from those

grew up with hella hoes in my clothes

your clothes?

dig in those dirty clothes to come out clean

know what i mean?

so i hopped in the yola game and bought a beemer

a triple-beamer?

didn't have no income

but this is the outcome

real life

not a sitcom

hustlers up

busters down

partner this the re-up

not the runaround

gorilla in it

killing it

making my presence felt

beating they fucking ass

without the fucking belt

panini a motherfucker

toast him like a patty melt

in an old school duster

and i'm doing it by myself

i got a proposition legal

not like the others

lets put out bread together and build like the toll brothers

the banks denying modifications

foreclosures

short sales

lets turn our money over

invest in a couple of condos

real estate

elevate

a couple of years from now you gonna be thanking me

lets celebrate

used to mean mug but now i smile

everyday is a balladay

turning heads just like a owl

direct tv in my escalade

i still got the keys so i'm driving it

if y'all keep buying it

i'mma keep supplying it

deliver

distribute and whipping and selling these microphone candy bars

nigga did you just say whipping and selling these microphone candy bars?

yee i did

i got three phones

that's why i don't ever answer the phone

i got three guns

a black one

grey one and a chrome

three homes

that's prolly why i'm never home

three lungs

like michael phelps smoke the bong

there's three sides to every story: mines yours and the truth

niggas lose their lives every day over a booch

niggas get popped with nines and aks and caught loose

trying to get their ham and green eggs like dr. seuss

bitch!

we out here getting paper

we trying to have our money