In these streets nikka you either stuntin or you watchin.
You either the nikka getting jocked or you the nikka jockin.
I understand its alotta bullshyt that money bring.
And muthafukkas quick to tell you money aint everything.
Them be the main muthafukkas who aint got a thing.
Cuz money aint everything nikka its the only thing.
"Cuz in these streets if you broke,you in the way nikka.
fukk what you heard I'm tryna get rich in a day nikka.
Don't talk to me about it if it don't pay nikka.
Money excite me not ho's okay nikka?
And how I feel is if you broke you deserve to be.
Cuz its too many ways outchea to get cheese.
Aint nothing coming to a nikka who sleep but a dream.
And I aint sleeping you can put that on everything."
"Do me a favor and watch who you compare me to.
Cuz he might be a fukk nikka to me,but might be real to you."
"When ya spider senses tell you that something is up
Then I suggest you go with ya gut, don't ignore your first mind
Always pay attention to your warning signs
Always be awoke, always be aware, always look over ya shoulder.
Always be alert of the rollers.
When ya perking and ya sliding sipping Saint Ides or King Cobra
In ya scraper, feeling ya paper bumpin Donny Taylor or Clarence Carter
A lot smarter than the average Joe
Straight out the ghetto they call me E-40
Still hungry, still rapping like I'm still po'
Still money, still money on my mind folks
I never play out I'm just like Pea coats
I survive in a drought, I sit on all my dope
And wait for the value to sky rocket
Make them client pay top dollars so when they comin' cop it
Breakin' news, this just in
Have heart, have money, have wind, 'cause ya never know when
Ya gotta fight to the death, you can't be running out of breath
Get in shape before it's late
I'm at three hundred and twenty now but I used to weigh three fifty eight
My doctor made me lose weight, my doctor said
"Charlie Hustle, we gon' turn all this fat that you got into muscle"
But fools gon' think that I'm smoking, no they ain't loc
You got high blood pressure
The leading cause of death among black folk
Er' since yo ass was just a 'lil kid
The slave masters would give him all the left over and scrap from the pig
Enough of that, I said what I said
Now let's get back to busting heads
Know when to act a fool and who to act a fool with
Know who to be cool with and who not to be cool with
Cause the same dude you grew up and went to school with
A be the same dude that cross you and try to get you hit
Cause misery loves company and company loves misery
And money causes jealousy and envy