1996

[Uncle Mael] Intro And i want the biggest house nigga With the biggest cars and the biggest wheels Make the inter- make the leather white nigga Bring out the tone in my skin I want white interior nigga Crome wheels Yeah nigga Nigga throw throw some hundreds on the seats nigga I want money on the seats nigga And i want that bump in the trunk nigga Ya feel me? [IshDARR] Chorus[x2] Its the feeling i get Its the niggas I'm with Hustle became rich Ignoring the lame shit I ain't, changing up They lame and blaming us Friends disappearing David blaining us [IshDARR] Verse 1 Born in 96' yeah Don't forget it yeah Still spittin' laxatives He got that shit yeah They like, that nigga kill it We know that this his year Young king crown tee with my gold chair Came a long way No name in colors Do old shit with my brother Like them niggas got another Why Boodah up in school ima make you niggas suffer Fuck eatin, we feastin' like the last supper Who is that nigga Little black with the gap nigga Gave me a mic and tell em its a wrap nigga Matter fact, no dap some of y'all doubtin Some of y'all lost me think i found it Coming from a young nigga got the folks so astounded Hustle hustle hustle momma rarely did allowance She handle my castle now i don't need an accountant Soon we only touching millions have my whole team counting [IshDARR] Chorus[x2] Its the feeling i get Its the niggas I'm with Hustle became rich Ignoring the lame shit I ain't, changing up They lame and blaming us Friends disappearing David blaining us [IshDARR] Verse 2 To be honest I can't wait no more We at the top of the top I don't see a place no more Young and I'm winning I don't have to say no more I want my money in a safe Don't want a bank no more Feel i owe my momma Gotta repay my daddy So im takin every mic And snatchin every nigga grammy Sista jimela Could you please go and tell my grannie I'm bout to win and put on for my whole damn family And thats crazy All the things we did in 4 months (?) Like here he come It ain't the city i was born But the city that I'm from On my mind so i say it I can't never bite my tongue In the days with the escort Now its beamers and magnums Imagine him going platinum My teachers think I'm just rapping It was, Mr Herv who supported my plan of action THE BETTER LIFE ain't just money, bitches, and fashion [IshDARR] Chorus[x2] Its the feeling i get Its the niggas I'm with Hustle became rich Ignoring the lame shit I ain't, changing up They lame and blaming us Friends disappearing David blaining us [Uncle Mael] Outro Oooooh, ooooohh Lordy lordy Whats all this better life talk nephew? You don- You don't like the life you You living right now? You know what we use to do back in my day? We didn't have socks We was wearing the same socks for weeks And you talking bout bitches and money And if i hear you cuss again I'm telling your mom I'm telling you that now I heard you cuss in that song I don't think your mom would be happy with that Do you though nephew I love you