(Woo)
(skrt)
You be chasing that bag
you know that it never lasts
life is a trip
treat it like a lap
death don't give a fuck if you know how to rap
death don't give a fuck if you slanging crack
death don't give a fuck how many prayers you stack
ay ay ay
honestly G it been gnawing on me
My permanency been an anomaly
I got family been owing apologies
I got debts running all on top of me
I got skeletons busting out they closets just to follow me
Haunts my soul knowing I know niggas better than me whom the bell tolled
Haunts me knowing that the Matrix has no code
Why the holy left in cold
Why the devil dressed in gold
And an angel told me take me to the money store
Take me the money store, take me to the money store (x2)