travolta

as i look off the balcony

smokin' this riffa

countin' the root of all evil

but the supreme

the controller of everything

to all mighty dollar

flick my ashes

i'm livin' the fast life

don't nobody want me to put my brakes on

got the money

i'm just silent

tryna make some

count it up

all my niggas get into it

get into it

and we're just tryna keep the paper pillin' on

you know oh oh

you know oh oh

and they worry about another nigga's pockets

no

not at all

tryna double the work

quadruple my dollars

old school with my chick

she say she love the empower

all the work at that scene

some of the props are them jewels

smokin' them cookies

sippin' champ while watchin' the news

i told 'em i gotta shouldn't be trippin' at all

i watch you niggas blow it

wanna just run to the mall

could tell you i ball

but you see the soup

that mean i could coach you niggas so play the recruit

she walk it over on the platter when it's lunch time

and got a blueprint if ever hear 'bout one time

she know i'm motivated by a franklin face

eatin' bread cause a nigga got a money taste

like diamonds reflectin'

they tellin' i hustle

door tillin' the frames

can't tell 'bout my struggle

the gang's a bitch

a lot of ups and downs

ride past what you're chewin' before you spill around

i'm livin' the fast life

don't nobody want me to put my brakes on

got the money

i'm just silent

tryna make some

count it up

all my niggas get into it

get into it

and we're just tryna keep the paper pillin' on

you know oh oh

you know oh oh

and they worry about another nigga's pockets

no

not at all

as i sip on this gin and think of my homies

who don't fuck with them pigs and you niggas baloney

lot of work in past

lot of cash and count it

shit the niggas was grown and i was allowed around it

dice game

seen money all across the floor

now i'm flyin overseas

all across the shore

i mean they had everything but they lost it all

no more hope draze

remember how i used to ball?

you know

night after night

givin' niggas numbers

8 game had them lookin' for me in the summer

i was gettin' bread

that was my profession

schoolin' niggas up and down the court

givin' lessons

so if you ballin'

nigga do that

cause these niggas a shoot

don't care where the hoop at

and nowadays everybody plan nino

but remember all ahead after end

let this thing go

i'm livin' the fast life

don't nobody want me to put my brakes on

got the money

i'm just silent

tryna make some

count it up

all my niggas get into it

get into it

and we're just tryna keep the paper pillin' on

you know oh oh

you know oh oh

and they worry about another nigga's pockets

no

not at all