Hol on You gotta live you can't make this up Can't force it, still can't force it Cool Man make it make sense We all know how life gets I don't have no regrets Running up a check I don't need your two cents I know God for myself everyday I repent Phone keeps ringing cause I keep on hitting licks Nah that's just my wife asking bout some money I done spent Money is the only thing that gets you some respect She said you a broke boy if you only paying rent You wanna ball and do it big yea You need all 40 acres private gate around the crib yea No matter what you still gon get there But that lil Sentra ain't enough it gotta be a foreign whip yea You tryna see the world and live yea Wake up in another country get some breakfast with yo lil yea You outta touch you off the grid yea Go to the islands for the Winter don't come back till after New Year We made love in a king bed no Dru Hill And it don't feel real, I popped a blue pill We wasting time like we ain't got nun else to do here We wasting time like all our bodies gon be glued here It won't be long until that sky get cracked Either that or that party where we got on black Fried chicken, greens, cornbread, cake in the back What's a God to a gnat, all insects splat Oooooooh Man make it make sense We all know how life gets I don't have no regrets Running up a check I don't need your two cents I know God for myself everyday I repent Phone keeps ringing cause I keep on hitting licks Nah that's just my wife asking bout some money I done spent Money is the only thing that gets you some respect She said you a broke boy if you only paying rent Yea you a broke boy if you only paying rent Yea a boy not a man said exactly what I meant Talmbout a man of God well to me it don't exist Don't provide, don't protect tell me why should I submit I got hair, I got nails, I got things I'm tryna get You got money for your weed but can't take me on no trips You want me to stay in shape like your halo isn't bent Yea you stay inside the gym but all I see is counterfeit, hol on You wanna ball and do it big yea You getting booked by all them churches you performing for the kids yea Not really rapping what you live yea You know that if you tell the truth then your career gon have to switch yea You feeling stuck you in a ditch yea You really close to giving up throw in the towel call it quits yea Some problems only God can fix yea You hit the club, pop you some bottles, watch your favorite model strip yea We made love in a king bed no Dru Hill And it don't feel real, I popped a blue pill We wasting time like we ain't got nun else to do here We wasting time like all our bodies gon be glued here It won't be long until that sky get cracked Either that or that party where we got on black Fried chicken, greens, cornbread, cake in the back What's a God to a gnat, all insects splat Oooooooh Man make it make sense We all know how life gets I don't have no regrets Running up a check I don't need your two cents I know God for myself everyday I repent Phone keeps ringing cause I keep on hitting licks Nah that's just my wife asking bout some money I done spent Money is the only thing that gets you some respect She said you a broke boy if you only paying rent You gotta live you can't make this up Can't force it, still can't force it It's Aha man Cool