I been around the world once had your fianc twice
I ain't nothin nice but every lifestyle got a price
Kiss my momma on the cheek cause her love was deep
Like keith sweat but the deeper the streets get
The deeper the beef get
Enough fatal attraction to boil your pet
Cause everybody wanna have it lavish and sh
Now courvoisier is my dossier overnight insight
I write like six hundred thousand kilobytes
Yes I'm on one european cars cuban cigars rap stars
Glass ceilings to the inevitable cap peeling for sexual healing
I lack feeling voted for black women like terry macmillan
Save a prayer for me I was told no guts no glory
I shed a tear once in a while too
But a soldier gots to do what he gots to do
I want stock in fox with rupert murdoch I thought you knew
It is what it is
Nowadays that's the way it is
Why do we do what we do when we do what we must that's
How it is and how it is is kinda f**ked up
Its sad to say but things just ain't the same no more
Why do we do what we do when we do what we lust it is
What it is and how it is is kinda f**ked up
If the p***y is free then talk is cheap
Then again its probably cheaper to keep her
Back in the days all a n***a needed was suede pumas and a beeper
Now they all expecting condos briquettes and pet cheetahs
See ya when I see ya
And by then I know the motives she bogus
I noticed her jocking the rims on the lotus
I learned early to trust God when moms was like
You need to swoosh your a*s and get a job
My occupation be operation more horsepower than daytona
Cause I'm a rider like winona
Being nice is a vice the gift is naturally mine
That's like +grand verbalizer+ not knowing the time
See my partners commit crimes serving federal bids
Confined to a six by nine regrettin the wrong s**t he did
I swear wishing we was still little kids
But we grown men now homey it is what it is
Hip hop ain't even fun
In these strange days rappers is getting done
Like jericho won
Within two months two major artists got slumped
I whispered God rest the dead and let the blaupunkt pump
Kept a part and a fade since about eleventh grade
Rock the donna karan shades
Cause I don't like to dream about getting paid
But I'm afraid I do
Trying to organize a team willing to empty magazines
This supreme fiends for cream
We need jesus like mary magdalene and born again christians
Ain't a politician cause I already got your vote
True I want your money but I ain't a preacher no
I don't even love the dough
But if you don't work you don't eat
So I want all I can get before I go
I love what money can get
Its elementary evidently the custom convertible bentley tempt me
It is what it is
There are things that we can change
Some things remain the same
That's just the way it is
Way it goes yeah
There are things that we can change
But most things gon stay the same
Its the way it is
You better believe it ooh yeah
