100 More Jewelz Lyrics - Singles - Termanology

Don't get me vexed, like my ex through the text 

Sending lectures and threats 

Gas due and the electric is next 

Listen to REKS, getting bent, sitting on steps 

Dealing with this writers block, alcoholism and stress 

Make me want to stab somebody to death 

Grab the money and flex 

I've been dying for a different address 

I've been crying when I sip I'm a mess 

I'd be lying if I said I never get jealous, it mess with my head 

Make me want to grab the weapons, have you rest with the dead 

Bought a new Flint, Guess I'm gonna test em instead 

Life is like a box of chocolates, you fill you body with toxins 

And amoxicillin and penicillin to cure your illness 

But in realness, these medical companies will get you monthly 

Prescribing me pills that make me ill, just to comfort me 

Disintegrating your stomach lining 

With no acknowledgement 

Quick to take all your dollars 

But never tell you the side effects 

Lot of us, we like lotto picks 

Richest country in the world 

But let little kids die over crooked insurance policies 

Shorty it's idiotic, believing in this demonic 

System created by our forefathers, like George Washington 

Murderers, we put they face on a dollar bill 

Ain't shit changed, we murder for a dollar still 

I had a friend he lost his life over a thousand pills 

Detectives searching his wallet 

Inside they said they found his will 

Ready to die, Talk to God, let him reply 

Let him see the wisdom and the honesty in your eye 

Let him free the prisoners incarcerated for lies 

That's the way to rise, push the plan Satan devised 

I've been plagiarized, record labels bathing in lies 

They feeding off our creativity and way that we rhyme 

Executive decisions and propositions by politicians 

And other rich men on how many children they going to fix 

Make me sick, but it's more money to get 

Hit the slot machine and it said 666 

Critical news, alter my political views 

It's pitiful the way they ridicule, the minute you lose 

Just like these trife ladies that swallow babies, in a Mercedes 

And fuck raw, with any shady guy who got the rabies 

I know where the save it, but just the way they interpretate it 

Is turn up, you only live once, why waste it? 

You could trace it back to their parents or simply debate it 

But no matter how you take it 

You made that bed that you laying in 

Not to say that betrayal, something I anticipated 

But I guess I can identify where it originated 

We twenty deep in a trap, only one makes it out 

That's nineteen left, standing there with they hands out 

That's mathematics when jealousy the mechanics 

So your friends will vanish, instead of standing there like a man 

They just dip, jump ship 

Funny how the grass is greener 

But nothing they did was helping feed 

Reminisce of Aaliyah (right) 

So why sweat it, there's no loyalty in business 

Just a bunch of different hypocritical ignorant figures 

I try to be analytical, and figure out they wishes 

But every chick is a princess and friends will switch in an instant 

Depending on the division of dollars you can distribute 

And what position you could put your friends in 

That will benefit them 

By switching up, I could give a fuck, I'm getting bucks, listen up 

You really rich, then hook your clique up with some 

You phony rappers manipulating the fans 

As if you blazing hammers and weighing grams 

And slanging cane is bananas 

The truth is your lies are ludicrous, someone Google this 

I'm about to pull this card out the deck directly and ruin them 

Makaveli on the celly, he telling me he doing it 

Cuba weather feeling better than American, screw with us 

Better to live your life on feet than try to bow down 

Get shot up in downtown, them bullets surround sound 

Too many enemies, never know who coming for ya 

They been warning ya dun, them bullets going spill out your blood 

I'm thinking differently, been through a lot of misery 

Fill up the whole vicinity with lyrical calligraphy 

History shows, if you want to instantly glow 

All you gotta do is sell your decency and your soul 

Me I'm on a different road, just strolling through life's tolls 

Trying to figure out the meaning of life 'fore I go 

All of this jewelry, clothes, money, cash, hoes 

What is it really for? How much we really owe? 

The video budgets the funniest of ugly tricks 

They make you look rich, throw you back in the hood with shit 

Them Ramen noodles is bomb when you starving truthfully 

I'm with an army of thugs that will bug out and will shoot for me 

I write about my real life, y'all write fantasy raps 

You ever see the fire fly out a cannon and splash? 

Somebody shit and they call the pigs and you gotta dash 

Pray they don't find the guns that we hid in my mother's grass 

Somehow my enemies just never disappear it get's crystal clear 

When I look in the mirror and see why they would fear us 

You know they fear what they don't understand 

Fearless but a humble man 

Got my mind set on Europe and Japan 

The type of money I made overseas from rapping 

Is more than you made from trapping 

So really who the hustler man? 

I'm sitting laughing at you dudes that judging bugging 

Talking 'bout we underground so we don't see no real money 

But what's funny is 

I been to more countries than you could spell for me 

And I ain't had no Birdman, Russell or Puffy helping me 

My fans see me in the street, don't know what to expect from me 

Is he in a Ferrari or is he taking the bus with me 

Luckily I've been on the winning side of a lot of blessings 

And aside from the stressing, I gotta say it's impressive 

But even though I'm on that TV that you stare into 

Ain't shit changed, the guns or yay' still available 

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