[Master P--Talking]
Yo Mac nigga
The only reason I`m telling you this nigga
Cuz I care `bout you nigga
I wanna see you ball til` you fall nigga, but you know what
You know what come with muthafuckin` money and fame?
Muthafuckin` enemies, and niggas hatin`
You see, you rich now nigga, but ahh
Dead men can`t spend no muthafuckin` money
[Chorus--Master P]
Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends
See money get you power, but it also get you dead
Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends
See money get you sex, but it also get you dead
Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends
See money get you respect, but it also get you dead
Keep yo` eyes on yo` enemies, and watch your friends
See money brang power, but that`s why it gets you dead
[Master P]
You see a wise man told me to keep your eyes on a sparrow
And don`t get caught up like my lil` homies Harrold and Darryl
You see, this shit ain`t the same nigga
Times done changed
How many homies out there chasin` fortune and fame
You see, a richeous man, he learns to preach and uhh
Intelligent man, he love to teach
But these ghetto wars got us trapped in
Crack sells, 1-8-7, 2-1-1`s, even the state pen
The penitentury ain`t no place for me
God, won`t yah hear me, make a way for me
And to my homies that are gone, I hope they rest in peace
And we gon` ball til` we fall why we roll the streets
[Chorus--Master P]
[Mac]
Somebody ask me how it feel to have change
How I feel to be a major muthafucka in this game
I`ll told them, let the sunshine turn to rain
In other words, that`s cool but a lot of shit I can`t explain
Bitches say they love me, but I can`t really believe `em
Who wouldn`t wanna love me, I got money and I`m succedin`
Them bitches got niggas, niggas got bitches, they be plottin`
You show `em your crib
Next week they kickin` in yo` spot
And it`s a shame when niggas bust your brains with the stripes
It seems like I`m the only nigga trippin` on my life
At night I say my prays with my vest on
My triggas under my pillows
I`m even scared to get my rest on
Runnin` with them killas that`ll ride for me, die for me
Open fire for me, wouldn`t lie to me
I watch my back, I watch my front
I watch them niggas, I watch them bitches
In fact I think they all tryna kill Mac
Wooooo
[Chorus--Master P]
Uggggggghhh!
