Hit em up (Remix)

Take money, take money
Take money, take money

I let the devil get the best of me (best of me)
I'm in his kitchen, observing all his recipes (recipes)
I find it funny how a nigga eat, just never righteously
It used to be accordingly, but finally
There's enough food on my plate to feast
More fed, that's my remedy
And being on the road to success, terms to bring, uh

The beast in me, X-Men credibility
Honestly, another grip, making history
They envy me
Your girlfriend's still stressin' me, molestin' me
So say sick, be the best in me

Pressin' play, and, this is a dedication to my enemy
Within apostrophe, basically, I'm on a Black Label's destiny (take money)
Makin' love to drum beats and medleys (take money)
Of course, I'm well beat, there's no stoppin' me (take money)
From engravin' a legacy, Ice Age prophecy (take money)

I admire your means, the son of a P-I-T-C



Credits
Writer(s): Yafeu A. Fula, Malcolm R. Greenidge, Duane S. Hitchings, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Francine Vicki Golde, Bruce Washington, Johnny Lee Jackson, Dennis Lambert
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