[Intro]

Look at you now

(Nino please)

Ah don't start bitchin' up now

You dont have my product and you don't have my money

(you got to give me another chance Nino please)

Look the brothers don't wait to get paid

Money talks, bullshit runs the marathon

So see ya and I wouldn't want to be ya

[Hook: One Be Lo & Magestik Legend]

Livin' in the fast lane and can't slow down

Some people can't get enough of it

Even if ya livin slow lane, take ya chain

Cause they can't get enough of it

F.B.I. smuggle the crack to ya city

Cause they can't get enough of it

Got niggas on the block everyday, all day

Because they can't get enough of it

Shorties in the club, shakin' ass for cash

Because they can't get enough of it

All up in the casino, watch ya luck run out

Because you can't get enough of it

The poor stay poor, the rich keep gettin richer

Cause they can't get enough of it

Blood stained brothers like Able and Cain

Because they can't get enough of it

[One Be Lo:]

Yo

They say money's the root of all evil, it's got to be wicked

I seen million dollar preachers robbin' church senior citizens

A lot of cats buying lottery tickets

Somebody offer u a mill', you probably with it

Cut ya finger off, suck a cock, pose in a magazine

Get some life insurance for your loved ones

And make it seem like a boat accident

You know Uncle sam be taxin' it

Cash your shit, you dont know the half of it

It's like roaches in the ashtray

Anyday can be your last day, but when u leave the cash stay

Schools full of students, 'Cuz these students score wealth

Got seven, eight figures, but they can't afford health

Soon as you meet your death soldier

This country sacrificed millions for the millions

While your family's strapped for left overs

Checks in the mail, 'Cuz they can't get enuff of ya dollaz

Hustles schemes and crimes is plotted

Sometimes (sometimes) you gotta (you gotta)

[Magestik Legend:]

You gotta do what you gota do

I can't judge you not me, I'm not you

We got guys hidin tools in drive-throughs

Like give me all the money; Oh yeah, 'And some frys too

That same lootin', makes e'm that big roller

Now he can hit the club an play some strip poker

You know the girls on stage, take it off for dollars

Tell they moms an dads they work as fashion-show models

Tell they boyfriends, I'm trying to work my way through college

They go from dacin, to servin cats wit plates an condoms

And now they sellin' crack too, but not as bad as them pussycats

That push they crack where they moms live at

They punch the gas and never be lookin back

Tis' rumors splashed, 'And now they all fucked up

Cause they moms cook crack

[Hook]

(Stop right here, right here)

(Don't mess it up this time, it's for real baby, we 'bout to get it)

(Alright, alright, I'm 'bout to run in here, hand me my mask)

(Yea here we go, alright alright)

Dooobdoodoo Doobdoodoo Doobdoodoodoodoo

[Magestik Legend:]

Its a stick up, don't fuck with me

You touch that button you gon' be floatin'

Just grab the keys and get that money register open

Yes the gun is loaded

I ain't pointin' fingers inside of coats

Niggas is broke

You get this red right right through your throat!

Thats right had it over

'An tell your boss, We run these streets

Let somebody find out

We comin back ahunred deep!, (hunred deep niga)

Yo I bust out the door wavin' cash drawer

Empty the money in the the bag

Watch my back wit the four-four

Niggas hardcore, we about to splurge at the hideout

We laid low just to get away

Then we swerve and ride out (ride out)

[One Be Lo:]

We Out

Lyrical escapades over the break, burn rubber, accelerate

By any means like Malcom X would say

Time to celebrate

Soon I get a record deal and be extra paid

First I think I'll buy an escalade

But no escape is what I didn't estimate

This is bullshit

If my money ain't on the table, then I'm through with you labels

(You think it's that easy?)

I'm sayin', you think its that easy?

I'm sittin' here makin' my music and not gettin' paid?

(Ah but you haven't recouped yet

I own you and your music

You signed the contracts

That's the deal)

[One Be Lo:]

Yo

You really wanna know the deal (what's that)

These new jacks is gettin' lost in the shuffle

Cuz they didn't know the game was a hustle

But watchin all the card sharks ain't the hard part

The hard part is knowing how to play your cards smart

These greedy record labels make it so damn sickening

Not only sign a wack MC, but sign they whole damn click

I'm tryin' ta make a honest livin' from expression of self

These record labels only usin' me to register wealth

Promised to buy moms a house, (what) a large bank account

If I criss-cross it over, Rock it inside and out

Some rappers can't get enough of it

If you talkin' bout a plush budget

Man they even do a song with (gunshots)

Doobdoodoo Doobdoodo Doobdoodoodoodoodoo