John Stewart Lyrics

Money make the world go round

Better get you some

I remember days I slaved, pockets still ain't change

Never made much cents but Imma student of the game

Tryna get pockets fed kuz I got hunger pains

Skinny as a bitch, the youngin was malnourished

Had dreams of a whip, plantation was up in flames

County building baby, hot Cheetos wit hood rats

My baby mama pressin', I'm wastin' the food stamps

And it's a trip gettin tripped on

In the wrong hood in my favorite color, even Superman'll get cripped on

Packed out, niggas squabble up on a good day

I don't know new niggas, duckin' dodgin' the hood day

My sister told me "go get a bitch and put her on the blade"

Dark thoughts no Wesley Snipes, fuck a new slave

It's gotta be a better way to get these ends

That's wen OG told me youngin hear me loud and clear

You forgot to pay the fee, you gotta run me that

Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back

Niggas crazy in the booth with they cap ass rhymes

Gimme the blade I give you cuts that's rite on time

You forgot to pay the fee, you gotta run me that

Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back

Niggas crazy in the booth, they ackin' funny style

I need a house to raise my kid, I need that money now

Now, I'll prolly end up sad or even surly

Older goin out cynical, depression was inherited

Therapist say it's clinical

B-I-P-O-L-A-R disorder, order up a couple bitches wit the same problems

Lambs to the slaughter, my mental languish on greenbax

But I was in the city chasin' kitty

Gotta weakness for Latinas sippin' Titos while I suckin' tiddies

Leeches lurkin' for your life, protect your pockets and your spirit still in one piece

Put a hole thru my foes, that's Aces

Currently I'm plottin' on currency wit this ASUS

Inshallah, I'm catchin' this pass to win the game

Iverson or Kobe Bryant, recognized in Hall of Fame

Recognized up on the block kuz niggas always gotta flex

Got my lantern huntin' green, tell the newbies protect they neck

Kuz its just enough dollars to get my family out the drought

I'm John Stewart wit my Will and you Chris gettin rocked

You forgot to pay the fee, you gotta run me that

Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back

Niggas crazy in the booth with they cap ass rhymes

Gimme the blade I give you cuts that's rite on time

You forgot to pay the fee, you gotta run me that

Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back

Niggas crazy in the booth, they ackin' funny style

I need a house to raise my kid, I need that money now

Oh my, I hear the bell that tolls

When the dice are rolled

I'm chasin' P notes

I said I'm chasin' P notes

Dollars comin' slow still comin', don't forget that

We all got the 24, what is you on?

Defcon Four wit these flows, crafting cyclones

My hustle been a struggle, it's a lesson in hindsight though

Future here fractured by presidential presence

Money just a object, see my intellect the weapon

Look my son in the eyes, know the young man special

But I'm chasin' down these dollars wit this fuckin shellcatcher

You forgot to pay the fee, you gotta run me that

Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back

Niggas crazy in the booth with they cap ass rhymes

Gimme the blade I give you cuts that's rite on time

You forgot to pay the fee, you gotta run me that

Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back

Niggas crazy in the booth, they ackin' funny style

I need a house to raise my kid, I need that money now