Motion Sickness

Money, money, money, money...

You know, so I asked the cat, man, I said, man you know... Why’d you just do all that man? And the hustler said, "It’s a high climb to the gallows."

Crime related, activated

Trap located, strap to spray it

If you face the case, you faded

Player you’da never made it

And although the state delayed it

And you been equated

Sent you back up on the pavement

This one here is dedicated

The mistakes you’ve made

Is seasons grown

Castles raided

Fortunes blown

Sides was faded

Spouses gone

Much too later

Ten toes down cause to the gangsters rules you catered

Saw shit through a nigga that you knew was layed out

Ah money's no object

You spending cash out of all four pockets

Your girl rocking lockets

Your goons pop the rockets

Apply the big four link, you are not it

A hood pedigree of syndicates and felonies

A gene structure more illustrious than the bustas

He in the fast life ultimate

Grind, break rules, shake and bake, scratch and scrape

Don’t start no potential for sales

Fiends lined up like the crows on the fence at Ezell's

It ain’t hard to tell boy, you all aglow

Everybody knowin’ now you in the show

Retainers paid out

Trying to map the play out

The streets is undefeated

Really now there ain’t no way out

The world is closing up

Go re-up

Fix your cut

Feel your eyes

Sky your chains

And maybe you can style a truck

Meanwhile

Plots and capers

Lots of flavors

Knots of paper

Watch your neighbors

Wondering who’s real, who fake is

We in the breezeway

To be us it takes leaps of faith

The main question

You don’t ever ask it

History say: it's the casket or the basket

You like “Pass that, let's get blasted an' masked up”

The wiz kid who could poly like a diplomat

The last place you could think of where they’d get you at

80 miles from your sink where they sit you at

Life's a bitch, treat her good or she’ll get you back