Money, money, power I need checks in every week Four Season, nigga, I need breakfast in my suite Niggas don't make money when they disrespecting me You would think they got a check, the way they checking for me You would think they got a check, the way

You, you, oh! Ooh, ooh, ooh I need to dig a little deeper Dig a little deeper (Oh) I can't see it, I don't feel it You, you, oh, you! And I don't think I'm ready to go in this heavy I thought we would take it slow And now you got that feelin'

Ain't living long like this Can't live at all like this,can I baby? They got'em all in the jailhouse baby I look for trouble and I found it son Straight down the barrel of a lawman's gun I tried to run but I don't think I can You make one move and you're

Baby, hit me up and call me any time Don't be restless, let your problems be my problems I don't mind it Put your panties and your pride to the side Want you to fuck with me (Alright) Open the door on your side You ain't gotta keep on fightin' Just let

Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own 'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house Real big house, real big house

If crazy is a place, then I hope they've got space for two She might be my cocaine She might be my rehab And I know it's messed up but I can't get enough of you It don't matter what we say It don't matter all the things we do And I ain't tryna OD But if

This is my fight song Take back my life song Prove I'm alright song My power's turned on I'll play my fight song And I don't really care if nobody else believes 'Cause I've still got a lot of fight left in me Like a small boat On the ocean

She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, If you want to hang out, you've gotta take her out, cocaine If you want to get down, get down on the ground, cocaine If you got that lose, you want to kick them blues, cocaine When your day is done, and you

I got stones in my passway And my road seem dark as night I have a bird to whistle And I have a bird to sing Have overtaken poor Bob at last Boys, please don't block my road I got pain in my heart That have taken my appetite I got a woman that I'm loving

Legalize it, yeah yeah And I will advertise it Don't criticize it So you've got to legalize it And it don't criticize it Legalize it Some call it tamjee Some call it the weed Some call it marijuana, daya