Forever Ready / Band On A Bible

[Intro: Interview with The Notorious B.I.G.] [Verse 1] Uh The feds try to catch me on the run, I don't stop and go Sick of telling niggas I'm the shit, I just drop a load Music couldn't make a nigga rich, I was choppin' blow Cuttin' every corner for a dollar when the stock was low Every time I pull up with the clique, see a flock of hoes Get some private time with your chick, tell her lock the door Know you see me walking with this ho, why you knocking for? Is you with the opps? Why the fuck you cock-blocking for? Don't think I'mma ask if you with her or not I'll assume that's your bitch cause you with her a lot I'm always too high to consider a lot I'm the Biggie in my city, I've been Ready to Die Had to check my last plug, so he sold me a chicken He a paranoid mind, wouldn't give me his digits So I had to get his contacts through one of my bitches He wanted pussy and she wanted the business 'Cuzzi [Interlude: More of the interview with Biggie] [Verse 2] I'm never losing service on the block, cause I call the shots Running up my minutes with your shit, cause you talk a lot Niggas don't need you anymore, you's a pocket watch Remind me why we should give a fuck, cause we all forgot My bank account's looking rather pleasant I been that nigga ever since an adolescent Since fifteen, I've been running out of blessings And now you fuck niggas running out of seconds I'm talking 'bout Every day, lead a nigga on, make him think he could Someone said your man stands a chance, I don't think he stood Brain making way more promises than Pinky could Taking over the world, I know you niggas wish you could Niggas always cracking under pressure, I don't ever break Can't say I'm flowing anymore, I just levitate Niggas like you can go to sleep when you second place But when we second place, we don't celebrate... Nah [Interlude: More of the Biggie interview] -- [Band On A Bible] [Verse] Me, my niggas and the money Pussy ain't nothing I can get it when I want it Right now, I don't want it Right now, I want the money Walk in the bank I tell the bank teller "bust it open" The bank teller see my bank statements I ain't gotta say a word and she bust it open My bitch got a burner...all we do is point and shoot I tell em "do em how you do it baby" And if a nigga lay his hands on you, never hesitate Do him how you do it baby Bands...a nigga only want bands I put a band in my bible, and I pray for more bands God damn [Hook] I used to lose sleep over money but Now a nigga ballin' now Thousand dollar dinners with my niggas cause we balling now All my niggas balling now All my niggas balling now I only want these bands baby, don't you hear them calling out Don't you hear them calling out Don't you hear them calling out Only want these bands baby, don't you hear them calling out