D. I. A. L.

Money to be made And I just want it right now Please get down or lie down When I'm in the grave I need everything iced out Dying is a lifestyle Money to be made And I just want it right now Please get down or lie down When I'm in the grave I need everything iced out Dying is a lifestyle Told you I was gon' beat your ass one day (one day) Please hold me back, I'ma slap him in his face He touched my girlfriend that's disrеspect (flag on the play bro) I swung, he duckеd, then pushed me through the desk (now that's a KO) Why all this drama? You know my momma Been to my casa When we were young You were the golden Child I should copy Everyone said to be like Problems with you Look, I do not want But I am a man So I gotta flaunt Or they gonna call me a punk This morning I bought me a pump I'm cycling through memories Hindsight is twenty twenty clean Now you got me backpedaling Psychiatrist not helping me Your childhood not so heavenly There's hell to pay My L to take I make it through I'll celebrate Why sell an eighth? There's money to be made And I just want it right now Please get down or lie down When I'm in the grave I need everything iced out Dying is a lifestyle Money to be made And I just want it right now Please get down or lie down When I'm in the grave I need everything iced out Dying is a lifestyle Woke up with a busy schedule Give me revenue I'm smokin' on the sticky residue You could smell it, woo Seventh period already, shit I missed hella school Teacher see that you don't give a F But she failing you Drug game, Blood gang Cracks that we fell into That was not by accident They packaged it to sell to you Waiting on your Birthday Practically got a cell for you And paid for it all with your taxes Yeah we march but the madness will throw off your bracket All this baggage I might trip, if I ever unpack it Seen a black man elected, ever witness one happy? Exactly The reason why I'm running this trap, like it's a track meet Movies showed me money and ass That shit attract me Used to show up hungry to class That shit distract me You should wanna be your own business If you ask me Instead of just another conveyor belt in the factory Ooh you think you masculine because of rap? I know you a pacifist, it's just an act And I don't have time for you, or the Principal I oughta beat your privileged ass off principle There's money to be made And I just want it right now Please get down or lie down When I'm in the grave I need everything iced out Dying is a lifestyle Money to be made And I just want it right now Please get down or lie down When I'm in the grave I need everything iced out Dying is a lifestyle Money, power, and respect That's the meaning of life And if there's more to it Guess I'll see when I die I'm trying to be rich as hell Fuck your degree and a job Once you hit that cell You might as well not even apply Ain't no bitch in me homie You can see in my eyes We got history, but dissing me could be your demise Street smarts, always beats encyclopedia wise Three course meal for dinner, I might eat you alive Where's the anger? Why are you so angry? I realized that it was fear That's what I came to It was fear in my life Not confidence, but fear To admit that you've got some issues You know, because we don't wanna think of ourselves as having issues