[Verse 1]
The one behind the gun gets respected
Cars getting wrecked behind the autopsy disected
Money trees don't grow where rappers do
Thats why we gotta help eachother just to make it through
Malleable, stretching over something never so valuable
Actually actual facts still slaughter over animals
Syllables and playbacks, working in the studio
Then find your homie dissing on the radio
You're just a factor, ya bish
You're just an actor, ya bish
Thats why I always gotta keep up with the promises
Forget them then it's ominous
Windmills still spinning through the summer's day
But the sky still rots behind and decays
Plenty of ash trays filled, with wishes fulfilled
Energizer for the crack pot for those who don't build
Extra money in the safe in case you get robbed
Money tree's never grow where times are hard
[Hook]
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you doing
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
And I been hustling all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel
A dollar might just [f] your main [b] that's just how I feel
A dollar might say [f] them nikkas that you came with that's just how I feel
A dollar might just make that lane switch that's just how I feel
A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel
[Verse 2]
Plenty of c[caine to go around
Blowing up propane tanks all over town
Riot brewing hated on the hell faced earth
Gruesome diets for the mascots on the primary turf
Lighter fluid burning smokers with 1st degree burns
Money trees growing money making more than bill gates earns
Total totalarian, demolition in the deposition
Home depot let the tools fix it then
Plenty of cash to go around but not enough to make it better
Lots of hatred from the words I read that night on that letter
Talking about I should die up on the stretcher
Never ever had a woman tell me something this clever
Paper towels and paper plates feeding children in the streets
Disobeying chickens i might just have to beat that meat
[Hook]
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you doing
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
And I been hustling all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel
A dollar might just [f] your main [b] that's just how I feel
A dollar might say [f] them nikkas that you came with that's just how I feel
A dollar might just make that lane switch that's just how I feel
A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel |