ft french montana ace hood - this n that (ft. french montana) - ace hood lyrics
[intro]
(it could be a better world)
(if it wasn’t for this)
(and wasn’t for that)
if it wasn’t for this it wouldn’t be that
you heard?
montana
[hook: french montana]
bad b-tches, top down
foreign cars, poppin’ bottles
and n-gg-s broker than my pride
we givin’ n-gg-s what they want
dirty money we’ll be spendin’
came from the bottom, now all my n-gg-s winnin’
pull up in that drop, n-gg-s get offended
hundred on the watch, i’m shinin’ every minute
[verse 1: ace hood]
yeah – i remember nights on those porches,
i’m dreamin’ porsches and benzes
drinkin’ hennessey plottin’ on other ways i could win
back in the day i was troubled when knickerbockers was in
mama off in the kitchen cookin’ my favourite again
had my sights on a million, most my n-gg-s was dealin’
stashin’ that work in them civics, runnin’ that board like the inning
hoppin’ up in that new chevy, that b-tch was too p-ssy tinted
heard them jack boys are lurkin’, bet i’ll be one of the victims
a cold world, a cold world
tryin’ to make a dollar for my daughter and my ol’ girl
gotta make a way, i’m chasin’ paper, maybach chauffeur
if you don’t grind then you don’t shine, n-gg-, that’s word
eh, that’s word – i say “hey young world, how you doin’ today?â€
“you ever ran out of answers, all you could do is pray?â€
she told me “baby, you’ll recover†what my granny would say
don’t got no grudge with my daddy, a millionaire to this day
i taught myself how to be a man, ain’t no father to thank
i felt that n-gg- should be around just to show me the way
just know he wasn’t, i was out here thuggin’,
lookin’ at them dope boys stuntin’, fours on them cutl-ss,
pockets full of them hundreds, b-tches love it, low-key in buckets
no kind of budget, screamin’ “f-ck it†when you came from nothin’
came from nothin’, word
(if it wasn’t for this)
(and wasn’t for that)
[hook]
[verse 2: ace hood]
okay i hustle, it’s off the muscle, this sh-t my religion
youngin focused, i’m on it, and i wanted to seize every figure
had to make our way out the struggle and sacrifice with decisions
ridin’ low in the taurus, i always prayed for the bentley
had a whole other mission, to get rich on you b-tches
tired of goin’ to the bank and they say my funds insufficient
only one thing to do, i had to go out and get it
always wanted to ball, i had to play my position
and i did just that, put on my city in fact
i kept a mil’ in my safe, and plus there’s 12 in the gat
200k for the whip, you see the 30-day tag?
i’m on a boat with some b-tches, i give a f-ck if you mad
we livin’ – straight out the gutter to makin’ millions
and i did it with real n-gg-s
(if it wasn’t for this)
(and wasn’t for that)
[hook]
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