Lifes So Hard

With power, comes with money
With money, comes greed

Now, if the greenbacks don't stack large on my side of the yard
I ain't f- with it
This cake has got to be all icing baby
Now I know I'm taking the biggest piece
But god damn I'm the biggest fish with the biggest mouth b-
You wanna be rich right? (Hell yeah)
Well stick with me, do as I does, and be as I be

We be stackin' chips, packin' clips, mackin chicks
Laugh at tits, slappin d-, in yo' b- (b-)
Makin' hoes, take these clothes, from these sto's
Walkin' slow, there go the po', now here we go
Parking lot to the spot, Marriott
'Cause what I got to make a knot, is very hot
Who's at the do', go and check, I got the Tec
Tell him that you soakin' wet, until he jet

Now lift up your f- dress, where's the rest
B- can hide a treasure chest, in her breasts
Uh-huh strip search, whip skirts
Uh-huh sh- hurts, but it works b-
You can jerk n- but you can't jerk me
Hoe I only tell you once that this d- ain't free
I'm talkin' greed

Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the n- that I feed?
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the n- that I feed?

We smokin weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency
We smokin weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency

Now bi- n- don't mean sh-, from where I sit
Magnificent blow your back out, if you act out
Eighteen deep when the plane soar
The b- threw her tits, asked my click who we play fo'
Penetrate the clouds, loud, and obnoxious
Surround the airport with feds and helicopters
Escorted, detained and deported
Scared of the ly-rics, and when they b- hear us
We the clear-est, you can fear us

Smile on the day of your dissapear-ance, smoke in mirr-ors
Break 'em all, pull over and jump out
'Cause I can take em all, all bustas shake 'em all
I'm at the mall, buyin sh-, like hot dog on a stick
These b- all on the d-
Ice cube ain't a lick (nope) make me bleed
And now you got to deal with the n- that I feed, greed

Uhh uhh uhh
(Give me more, give me more) greed, greed
When you get your hands on it, wanna fawn it
Wanna dance on it, everybody want it
When you get your hands on it, wanna fawn it
Wanna dance on it, everybody want it

You punks is petty, still we steady, countin' fetti
I'm the one closin escrow, with the best flow
(Do you wear a vest?) No
N- hit me I'ma turn into the crow and take a sh-
On everything counterfeit, the Don Mega
Blade Runner, in a beige Hummer all summer
It'd take about 12 honkeys, to convict
The n- makin you sick, ask the 12 Monkeys

Up in Detroit holdin weed court, all through the South
Picked up a ounce in Shreveport
My lead give head tunnels (boom!)
To any motherf- disgruntled exit wound, look like a funnel
Worldwide, international jet set
My n- love f- b- that they just met
Get it wet, and you can do anything
When I'm in Paris n- french-kiss the pinky ring

Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the n- that I feed?
Greed, give me everything that I need
How you gon' deal with the n- that I feed?

I'm talking greed (smokin' weed), you and me
Lookin for that currency
We smokin' weed, you and me
Lookin for that currency

Yeah, Ice cube, trillionaire
I own a mansion and a yacht, haha
We do it like it should be does
Yeah, Westside n- is very greedy, uhh
Death Row is very greedy
Sic-Wid-It records is very greedy
Dangerous Music greedy greedy greedy
Ruthless records greedy, Suave House, greedy

So So def' greedy
Rap-A-Lot greedy as f-
No Limit, hah, hella greedy, uhh
Def Jam greedy, we all know Priority greedy as a motherf-, hahaha
Hey got twenties on my BM, you still f- with a GM
What can you tell me, n-?



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Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Stephen William Anderson, Lionel Jr. Hunt
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