Verse 1: (Down)
See we done made it
No need to hate it, congratulate it
Blowin` up with 263 cause` T-Mac he can`t be faded
Praise it, then elevated, don`t underestimated
Like your thirst obey it, in the game but never playa-hate it
I had strugglin` times the mils stayed on my mind
On the low stay on the grind
Cause` I gots to get mine
We concentrated on having this industry dominated
We goin` to Nashville in that custom made Navigator
It`s gettin` hectic let`s sell these tapes, C.d.`s and records
We gotta` be first, can`t imagine comin` in second
You aggravated, cause` the dope still over-weighted
You contemplated on your own life so take it
Fuck with milk, got cheese
It`s 98 get cha` lazy ass up cause` these niggas holdin` g`s
We motivated hating hearing tolerated
Who`s the richest No Limit or 263?
Don`t even debated, we demonstrated
Lets roll another one and blaze it
Keep us figures calculated and leave dem bustas in amazement
We made it
Ah-ha know what I`m sayin`
(Chorus) (Suave)
(Damn it feels good to be rich and in this industry
All my life I been hustlin`, all my life I been strugglin`
Damn it feels good to be rich and in this industry
All my life I been slangin`, All my life I been bangin`)
Verse 2: (Mega-Bucks)
Man dem` haters can`t stand to see me livin` this life
Marble floor, major hoes, a nigga covered in ice
Jumpin` out that Navigator with that Alpine bangin`
Nigga came a long way from all that hangin` and slangin`
Now we million dollar playas regulatin` that cheese
A hundred-thousand for that hummer, man I cop it with ease
Ain`t no thang ha, thats when a nigga sittin` on banks
Swiss accounts stashed away, in case dem` feds wanna strike
Man livin` this life done seen many niggas do
Dem` made niggas, paid niggas that I`m callin` my crew
T-Mac saw a nigga sittin` out on his luck
Hit me with a couple` ki`s, now I`m sittin` on bucks
Then we took this dope-game to a whole notha` level
Rap-hustle with the muscle keep dem` diamonds embezzled
You haters keep hatin`, I`mma put on my shine
Brothers always makin` dollars thats the bottom line
Chorus
Verse 3: (T-Mac)
Nigga, picture me slangin` down-south Charlyo, nigga thug-bangin`
But like windin` that Rolex
Thats why I got dem` broads in the ghetto,
relieve some of this ghetto stress
And nigga I done made it to the top
And never stop carryin` my Glock, thats why i keep my shit cock
And now I got ends
I always had the Rolex, houses by the lake and the Benz
And all these niggas hatin` on me
Callin` my name tryin` to link me to conspiracy
But money can`t change me
I always had money in the beginnin` so it ain`t strange to me
So niggas keep your head up
And watch out for dem` niggas tryin` to put y`all in that black truck
(Yeah, y`all niggas betta watch out for dem` niggas tryin` to put chall` in that black truck, this shit is for real)
Chorus
