macc mccray - life is $weet lyrics
[intro]
verse:
hold up wait a minute
y’all thought i was finished
nah imma keep it going
’til the clock ain’t even ticking
these n-ggas think that i’m playing
i don’t show em no forgiveness
got these n-ggas scared to battle
bill collector keep ya distance
im k!lling these n-ggas somebody bring me a coffin
the way i be throwing money
you would think its a offering
he talkin sl!ck, and get offed
i cop it, don’t know the cost
my flow so cold it defrost
ya girl get pipe, no exhaust
and i got 100 black and white hoes
like them dalmatians
blood diamonds on my neck
you can say my style hatian
i know i’m ya child favorite
suck me and she savor it
i know she a label wh0r-
i hit it then i label it
i ball, i ball
always stay up in some new sh-t
sn-tching n-ggas girlfriends
leaving haters too sick
grind until i win
got you mad at me ‘cus you quit
pockets on swole
money longer than a pool stick
got these b-tches looking
and these haters always crooking
summer time got the roof missing
like somebody took it
say i dress like i’m from new york
i tell these hoes i am
just a fly young n-gga
you would think i’m peter pan
hook:
the money don’t stop
and the grind don’t sleep
so imma get it every second, minute, days, weeks
i got paper on my mind
i got jordans on my feet
i got shorties in my phone that just wanna let me beat
life is sweet
ion ask n-ggas for nuthin
x3
when they see me they get mad cus they know that i’m stuntin
verse 2:
back up on my grizzly
ain’t no memphis
my n-ggas causing racket
but we ain’t talking ’bout tennis
im a mencae to society
i give you variety
got my own buzz
and ain’t n0body cosigning me
now i’m on a label
and its money on the table
h-lla b-tches at my crib
but i only give them cable
and my n-ggas never broke
‘cus they be stacking like some legos
my lil’ n-ggas with the sh-ts
and yo i swear thats word to fredo
and its money on my radar
bigger dreams, better cars
cruising down the block
got these hoes thinking we movie stars
tryna make it big
we don’t want nothing to do with ya’ll
your money smart & short
if thats the case then my sh-t stupid long
shawty hit my phone
trying to be the one i settle with
pockets looking like i got
paid for a settlement
ask around
ain’t too many people i ain’t better than
keep ya girl up latenite
ain’t no letterman
[hook]
-talking-
[outro]
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