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chris allen - wentworth lyrics

[verse 1]
i know some n-ggas’ who’s clapping like the apollo do
you disrespect, you’ll tapped like the apollo do
i’m smoking something keep me higher than the d-mn moon
don’t miss this flight, i’m on the night that’s the apollo too
often times i get lost in all this music stuff
i try to focus on my life but it isn’t enough
when i study i start to write just cause focusing’s tough
these girls’ be fed up with my mojo, no power, puff
i try to ask people ‘how can i not lose me?’
now my life is feelin’ like the great gatsby
this whole n-gga tax squad will be the cash sweep
only out to get money, we them cats please
don’t push me and sh-t, you know that i’m lit, look
(a king, illini?) call me brian cook, uh
you touch one of mine, an eye for an eye
i’ll cancel that b-tch like family guy
it’s just me and my amigos
had to motivate the team like al pacino, team tighter than burritos
when you know everything we know
you realize that these n-ggas’ been written
time at the top like tuxedos
maybe this rap thing ain’t for me
i could probably get rich by the age of 40
gunna’ work doing sh-t that bores me
or in my mother’s bas-m-nt while she supports me, ah

[hook]
i just can’t fathom this sh-t
lately i just wanna get rich
people talkin’ bout’ their wallets instead
i’m just thinkin’ bout’ the cash i could get
it’s my money and i want it now
it’s my money and i want it now (now, now)
it’s my money and i want it now
my money and i want it now (now, now)
it’s my money and i want it now, ah
wentworth

[verse 2]
well, today was a good day
just kickin’ back, gettin’ thrown like a bouquet
d-mn, my n-gga doin’ a big one, hope is family straight
imma’ send him a card the next holiday
we all in a place where we could fall easily
slippery slopes can k!ll us all and we don’t ski
know that i try to always speak truthfully
but i still be lying bout’ the sh-t that you don’t see
d-mn, i’m too honest
f-ck, i’m too honest
thought i loved the hood for real but it was really blue tonic
got a lot on my plate now, uh, no tectonic
these n-ggas’ goin’ hate cause i’m now electronic
imma’ get it, i promise
started rhyming on a cell phone
i left home and that phone turned to a mac book
that mac book turned a room into a studio
since then, i’ve never dropped a bar like them hoolio
it’s who you know that could change your whole lifestyle
it’s who you know that could make your life worth while
it’s who you know that can make n-ggas’ respect you, look
but only you can make a n-gga never wanna’ check you

[hook: outro}

- chris allen lyrics

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