in my hand I know my mama, wouldn't approve of my lifestyle But see I must get it the way I live, and that's right now My nigga my credit's fucked up,
some beats that be thorough Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets Gun control means
Don't go and put a bullet in your head Just turn your life around instead Don't go and put a bullet in your head Oh my oh my Ain't got no credit Can'
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] No Credit, No Checks, Street Niggaz Want Cash When Ya Shoppin Wit Cha Folks Brang Ya Whole Damn Stash Got 2,000 Pounds But I Know
much, and these niggas talking repeatedly Conceivably I rip it up mo' then I get regretted fo' Same biz you paying, on notes I get the credit fo' More
said, that there has been known to be bloodshed Over bread, men who have bled to death, dead {what?} Strapped to beds, pipe bombs, dynamite, lead Money power respect, street cred
cinema io, lei e una sua amica. Che mi ripeta che sono disordinato, che mi chieda se ho bevuto, che quando sono affamato sia a dieta, che non mi creda
mean you hard like one you want the credit for getting gutter forget it you muthaf-ckers forgot the credit card and run street credit won't put bullets
raise your head Those who hide behind the shadows Live with all that?s dead Look at me?look at me At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through
your head Those who hide behind the shadows Live with all that's dead Chorus Look at me... look at me At least look at me when you shoot a bullet through
: Hey Sleepy old sun, sleepy old day Sleepy old tree gonna make me some shade Sleepy old time on my side of town I'm feelin' fine, I'll explain to you
state and you was the victim thought you said you was a solja you runnin with killas yeah tha truth hurts nigga but im more than bullets i make a bun
wanna beef with c'mon lets go get em man fuck talkin im tryna be the first one to hit em man my patience little man dont take alot of bullets man drop
I'm afraid of you I'm not gonna be just what you tell me to be Now I think you're totally afraid of me Get the bullet out Emotions fade by the soft
Hey Sleepy old sun, sleepy old day Sleepy old tree gonna make me some shade Sleepy old time on my side of town I'm feelin' fine, I'll explain to you