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Verse 1
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Ayo, yo, what's up?
Let's keep it real, son,
count this money
You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, yeah
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Ayo, put the Grants over there in the safe
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause we spendin'
these Jacksons
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The Washington's go to wifey,
Em
I'm sayin' that's what this is all about,
right?
Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes
D
You know what I'm sayin'?
Em
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Em
Yo, then what, man, what?
Verse 2
Visualizin' the realism of
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life and actuality
Fuck who's the baddest,
a person's status depends on salary
G
And my mentality is money-orientated
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I'm I'm destined to live the dream
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for all my peeps who never made it
'Cause yeah, we were beginners in
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the hood as Five Percenters
But somethin' must of got in us 'cause
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all of us turned to sin ners
Now some restin' in peace and some
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are sittin' in San Quentin
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Oth ers, such as myself,
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are tryin' to carry on tra dition
Keepin' this Schweppervescent street
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ghetto essence inside us
Em
'Cause it provides us with the proper
insight to guide us
G
Even though we know, somehow
But as long as we leavin' thievin'
We'll be leavin' with some kind of dough
So, until that day we expire
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Em
and turn to vapors
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Me and my capers will be somewhere
Em
stackin' plenty papers
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Keepin' it real, packin' steel,
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Em
and then you die
Verse 3
G
Life's a bitch and then you die
Em
'Cause you never know when
you're gonna go
G
Life's a bitch and then you die
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Em
That's why we puff lye
'Cause you never know when
you're gonna go
C
Life's a bitch and then you die
Em
'Cause you never know when
you're gonna go
C
Life's a bitch and then you die
Em
That's why we puff lye
Verse 4
Em
I woke up early on my born day,
Em
The essence of adolescence leaves my body,
now I'm fresh and
G
My physical frame is celebrated
Em
One quarter through life, some
godly-like thing thing created
Got rhymes 365 days annual,
plus some
Load up the mic and bust one,
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cuss while I pus from
My skull 'cause it's pain in my brain vein,
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money maintain
Don't go against the grain,
simple and plain
When I was young at this I used
to do my thing hard
Robbin' foreigners, take they wallets,
they jewels and rip they green cards
Em
And got my first piece of ass,
smokin' blunts with hash
G
Now it's all about cash in abundance
Em
Nig gas I used to run with is rich or doin'
years in the hundreds
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I switched my motto, instead of sayin',
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That buck that bought a bottle
could've struck the lotto
Once I stood on the block,
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loose cracks produce stacks
I cooked up and cut small pieces
to get my loot back
Time is illmatic, keep static
Em
Pack a 4-matic that crack
Verse 5
your whole cabbage
Em
C
Life's a bitch and then you die
Em
That's why we get high
'Cause you never know when
you're gonna go
C
Life's a bitch and then you die
Em
That's why we puff lye
'Cause you never know when
you're gonna go
G
Life's a bitch and then you die
Em
That's why we get high
G
'Cause you never know when
Life's a bitch and then
Em
That's why we puff lye
'Cause you never know when
you're gonna go
G
Em
Life's a bitch and then you die
Outro 1
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Bm
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