50 Cent Freestyle Lyrics

Why the fuck am I gone stress

Because I know that when you stress it feel like everything going bad

Came a long way from the bottom

And I swear to God, it ain't no way that I am going back

Why the fuck am I gone stress

Because I know that when you stress it feel like everything going bad

Came a long way from the bottom

And I swear to God, it ain't no way that I am going back

They say G ain't drop that hot shit in a minute now

Treat her like some paper, get her, then I pin her down

I feel like a staple

But I don't need no eraser, Paul Gasol up on the Lakers

Centerpiece, but bitch I been around

Get the windows tinted, to ride around with the windows down

I might get a Honda, and supercharge it to say the engine loud

No point guard, life hit you with the in and out

But it ain't bout how you start, it's how you finish out

Take a trip to Charleston, just for a burger from in and out

Came a long way from Harbison, I walk in Lenox now

I wear brown on St. Patrick's. Ain't no more penny pinching now

But I know junkies, steal copper from under any nigga house

You don't know how I was feeling when wasn't no lighters was around

Long live my niggas I miss em, I know they smiling in the clouds

And I figured I hit her, from how she eye a nigga down

And I'm feeling like Richard, I make my riches prior now

On the road to them riches, say fuck a car, don't need no title max

Fuck a nail, ima still spend it, when the tire flat

In this life that I'm living, feel like I'm Cena in a title match

Fuck the world, ima pick it up, and put it on my back

Why the fuck am I gone stress

Because I know that when you stress it feel like everything going bad

Came a long way from the bottom

And I swear to God, it ain't no way that I am going back

Get a stack, and split it down the middle like a lumberjack

Got her number, then I hit her, then gave her her number back

And this life that you living, go up and down just like a jumping jack

Ima still make me some change, just like that thing inside the laundromat

They say G ain't drop that hot shit in a minute now

Hold on, nah, I ain't finished now

They ain't wanna listen, now they ears looking like Mickey Mouse

Long way from the bottom, I got God, I'm thinking different now

I'm the type of nigga, turn 50¢ into $50,000

I'm the type of nigga, turn $50,000 into 50 houses

I'm the type of nigga, put 50 houses on 50 islands

Type of nigga, have 50 islands and give a shit about em

Why the fuck am I gone stress

Because I know that when you stress it feel like everything going bad

Came a long way from the bottom

And I swear to God, it ain't no way that I am going back

Get the windows tinted, to ride around with the windows down

I might get a Honda, and supercharge it to say the engine loud

No point guard, life hit you with the in and out

But it ain't bout how you start, it's how you finish out