1000 Nights

Visa gang shit
Fly with us or fall out the sky

I gotta shine so I grind sick
Being broke is solitary confinement
On the road to the treasure
Then I reach the case and realize I am it
I started with no sense of direction
Pyrex and one question: who am I
But I'm the same cold nigga though
Same go-getter, dodging all the gold-digger hoes
And I ain't never swear to God
But I put it on my life, I ain't tell it like this before
Sit back and let the star speak
15 for the chain, what you call cheap
Fiends cut through the work like it's shark teeth
but I ain't never need a key like a car thief
Everyday another ritual, sacrifice a track
Watch it turn into stacks

Money, hoes, cars, clothes
I'ma get it in even if it takes 1000 nights
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
I'ma make a mill' even if it takes 1000 nights
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Even if it takes 1000 nights, let's go

Back then holidays wasn't nothing big
'Cause Santa Claus never came for the ghetto kids
And if he tried there was no surprise
We would only get coal like Martin did
But I pushed it to the last gear
Now I'm looking back at it, like last year
And death is the only thing I can't fear
In a V-12 speeding like a Jet Lear
Bitches hittin' up my Palm Pilot
'Cause I'm fly to death like a Vietnam pilot
And them hoes used to say No
Now I tell how I want it and they take notes
Watch me do the damn thang
Bitch, come get baptized in champagne
Everyday another ritual, sacrifice a hater
Watch it turn into paper

Money, hoes, cars, clothes
I'ma get it in even if it takes 1000 nights
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
I'ma make a mill' even if it takes 1000 nights
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Even if it takes 1000 nights, let's go

We run shit like the government
I'm fresher than a double mint
Bust my Glock on the track, now it got publishing
Niggas losin' weight like a dietary supplement
Rick Ross '06: everyday I'm hustlin'
Watch you niggas mumbling, I bet you won't try me
Hoes get to ride free, I'm a super-fly G
Do you see what I see
You ain't getting' pies free
'Cause I know these niggas like I'm staring at their ID's
Yeah, and the paper I'ma count that
Flip it, make it bounce back, I don't ever count rap
You don't ever count stacks, but we place bets
Fall back nigga, don't put up your pay check
We stay strapped, I ain't talkin' 'bout safe sex
In a Maybach, money coming ASAP
Everyday another ritual sacrifice a track
Watch it turn into stacks

Money, hoes, cars, clothes
I'ma get it in even if it takes 1000 nights
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
I'ma make a mill' even if it takes 1000 nights
Money, hoes, cars, clothes
Even if it takes 1000 nights, let's go