Fifty two weeks I've been focused on the color
Without the sight of it, I suffer, money green mufukka
Gotta separate my presence from the suckers
Can't be cracking under pressure, up the effort it gets tougher
Gotta problem, my bond is drama forever
I used to turn a blind eye to petty but now its all my pleasure
I gotta big old ego, dominates whoever
Holdin on to guarantees I made in life my promise came together
Claim you love a nikka alot well let me measure
Still gon be ontop of me knowing its hard times under the treasure
Ever second guessed the nikka, lets remember
Spent all my broker days schooling, think I fall out that class never
Who gon love you better, who gon fukk you better uh
She busy trying to be you, why will I want be with her
We dun drink so much tonight it be a blur
Celebrating all winter drunk dinner in the fur
Salute all my nikkas in the grave
Nikka keep your favors, we dont need them, we already made
Never been a minus on my grave
All I see is dollars, hang the fukk up you ain't gettin paid
Line of foreigns pull up in the scene
Millionaires and you rather be famous, what the fukk you mean?
Winnin more, will help your self esteem
M.O.B forever, nothing matters but the team
Already Made goes too hard, that should be a single.
Got the discipline of a worker and the passion of a boss
, Have it All, The Raw, New Era, I Get Around, Life Goes on etc)
