In My Lifetime (remix) Lyrics - Singles - Jay-z

This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in peace 

Who at his funeral left us with the words that 

He did it his way 

(Uh huh, uh huh) 

So I have no other choice but to do it my way 

Uh huh, uh huh 

Uhh, while niggaz are shootin' stupid 

I'm carefully plottin' ways to make it rotten 

Well, planned hits until you're long forgotten 

Y'all niggaz that utilize my style don't hurt me 

'Cause on the low half of these rappin' ass niggaz wanna work for me 

Now picture me standin' on somebody block tryin' to rock 

I drop bombs and niggaz see me with that dough by eight o'clock 

My feet never touch the concrete, just street sweep awards 

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While you're starin' on my dick nigga, gimme yours 

I don't hassle with capsules, 'cause that'll make the grass grow 

And get a project nigga paid up the asshole 

If I'ma risk a frisk, gettin' my wrists wrapped up in steel 

I'm out here tryin' to make a mill', my shit is real for real 

While others worship guns I worship tons of money 

Tons of fun, laughin' at shit that ain't even funny 

So I ain't pressed to make a CD, I took it slow 

Eighty percent of these niggaz with deals 

Can't see me with the dough, uh 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough 

(For real) 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash 

(Stay real) 

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In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash 

(For real) 

(True) 

(True) 

More ice than winter ninety-four 

I toured the fifty states with a trunk of raw 

Recrutin', I'm hittin' shorties with consignment but don't play me 

Oh, you gon' pay me, y'all niggaz ain't crazy 

I'm laid back in the five thousand Italian leather seat recliner 

Under some vagina, discussin' the finer, things 

My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen 

Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em dream 

They think I've mastered the game, 'cause dames scream my name 

With passion, I tell 'em stop flashin' and start stashin' 

And we'll all get off the corner, the only heat you'll feel 

Is from a sauna, lettin' bubbles shoot up your ass if you wanna 

And fuck that weed, it keeps you broke, invest in 

Pounds of herbs and profit if niggaz wanna smoke dope 

But keep your nuts, 'cause this is a man's game 

And we'll all pop champagne till it's a damn shame 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough 

(For real) 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash 

(Stay real) 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash 

I'm shootin' to Vegas, gamblin' green-o at the casino 

Schoolin' the dice like Vinny Barberino 

Welcome back, the ninety-four version of the mack 

As soon as these ladies see me they don't know how to act 

'Cause like that, nigga, never twist the cap of malt liquor 

Only pop and droppin' Cristal's down my throat, take a swigga 

My style, ladies intoxicated by my profile 

Your rollin' with a pro with, money to blow child 

You need to feel how sweet the skills be 

To come and slide down Sugar Hill with me 

The high roller, rolled up on your dice game 

Unfold a pack of bills, grab my balls then bet it all 

I never slept, 'cause sleepin' keeps you deep in debt 

On the block you lucky if you see my silhouette 

I'm ghost, envied by most 

So I keep a crew of crazy tenants that's sling toast, fucker 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough 

(For real) 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash 

(Stay real) 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of dough 

I need a whole lot of dough 

In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of stash 

I need a whole lot of cash 

Haha, f'real, Jay-Z lives 

Ski, Roc-a-Blok Productions, uh-huh, uh-huh 

Dame Dash, ha-ha 

Roc-a-fella Records, uh huh 

Everybody from Brooklyn 

Sauce Money, Big Sarge, B Hah 

DJ Clark Kent, everybody Uptown 

[Unverified] my V-A click running thick 

D'Shawn definitely in the house 

Roughness y'all, this how we do