Greed

[Z-Ro] Look I knew this fella named Frank, who had bank from pulling maneuvers No discrimination for feddy, this brother would do ya His whole life he'd been broke, but he got tired of the feeling Started indulging in drug dealing, wasn't scared to be cap peeling A soldier, before the wrong cars he boasted Screaming give it up you gave it up, or else you got toasted Kept his finger on the trigger, everytime he rode Frank took out all the drug dealers, and had his hood sewed Mafia menace to his community, his money was long Wouldn't let his partnas make no money, let alone sell stones Flipping in the finest of cars, gator shoes and boots Chinchilla furs him and her's, double breasted blue suits For him and his broad but where was God, not around his riches Cause he quickly fell in a six foot ditch two deep, him and his Ms The moral of the story, if you sew it I promise you'll reap it Greed ain't nothing but a lesson, so listen up when I teach it [Hook - 2x] Greed, vanity, lust The main three thangs, that'll make you end up in the dust It's seven sins, that women and men commit 24/7 You better watch it or get 1-87, I'm trying to tell ya [Z-Ro] Get out the mirror lil' mama, cause you look good enough Already degraded your image, cause you the hood slut Walking in and out of houses, jumping in and out of cars Got too many boyfriends, thinking you love em from the heart You just trying to get into they pockets, you's a gold digger Acting like you down like fo' flats, to get some mo' figgas Steady throwing marriage in they face, to make em believe Better not make nobody fall in love, cause they might make you bleed Fake nails and fake hair, on down to your thighs Ain't nothing but a imitation, your whole life is a lie You need to slow down, and get a grip on yourself Before you catch something you can't throw back, and H-I-V yourself Your phone ain't ringing, cause fellas see you losing weight You ain't even confident no more, look like you losing faith Everyday the moral of the story, sew it and you'll reap it Vanity ain't nothing but a lesson, listen up when I teach it [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] My man would of done, anything to get with Nancy But she was vanitized, had to flip in something fancy Just to get her attention, had to floss a piece and chain When he scooped her up from her hood, in his candy red Range Peep the game, now the way she talk and the way she walk But he didn't she had the power, to leave him outlined in chalk But he was blind to the fact, he had to take her to his house To switch up to his Cadillac, that's a dumb ass move Now she know where he live, dude ain't nothing but a flunky Steady exposing his riches, hoping he might get lucky But luck is running out for dude, he capping too hard Didn't notice he was being followed, by a couple of cars Straight to the Motel the Hotel, the Holiday Inn She left the do' cracked open, so the jackers could come on in The moral of the story, if you sew it yeah you'll reap it Lust ain't nothing but a lesson, listen up while I teach it [Hook - 2x]