Spirit of STEEZ ft. Money Montage Lyrics

Taught early in the game, that the women come with age

Bad bitches come with fame only

Difference? Nothing changed

All this slaving till we tide in the end what do we gain?

Make your mark while you're alive

Martyr, this is why we train

My man's married to the M's, heart hitting 0 degrees, 1

47 BP's spitting like the spirit of STEEZ, outta all the Brooklyn emcees, who done keep it realer than me?

Friends switch over money and greed the shit deseize

Do you drill with niggas that you flock with

If they have to pull it is they gon pop it?

Would they up switch and pull up on you for the prophet

And forget they grew up with you in the projects?

They legit or turning on you during turmoil?

Shit wocky when ones that you'd give the world to got no words for you

That's world for you

Just life lessons, missteps, turn a 1 night or . 5 seconds to a life sentence

Seen life lost for a light ticket

TV, watching white families saying "must be nice" like Lyfe Jennings

Had a nigga crushin on white women

We was brought up seeing pops, taught get more guap never wife bitches

Twisted religion we serve God during the sunrise spends night sinning

Communion crackers, sip wine with it

My father Muslim, my mom Christian

Neglected feeding my soul food then

Hit the streets with a bean and a pie interest

Ain't nobody he could call for green, so he used his Mac to get fried chicken

I can't go on this way

I need a large estate

I need it private I need a bride

That's thick with a gorgeous face

I need enormous cake

I need to ball today

Prayed to the Lord

For blessings to fall the blessings are falling

Only the fam the rest of you targets

I know that prodie a con

Can tell by the way that he dress and aura aye

I'm quiet my weed is the strongest

Loudest and weakest be flexing the hardest

They wanna know their opponent, till they hear the flow and regret they involvement

Young Nasir with ether make you niggas nauseous

Do the singing thing or

You bring your team

But either way believe you taking loses

Excuse my superstitious

I had a thought about moving the tape up

I was just doing you spitters a favor

World Dyme-A-Nation

Homie told me he got so caught up in his studies felt like he was Satan

Really ain't know how to take it

Think about it till this day

Couldn't beef with a nigga fam and then wear his image on a chain

Coulda been a unit but you movin senseless look how niggas switch up for the change

And I can't live on this way

All this lame shit, in entertainment, all of the frauds and fakes

D triple H of my generation, X all the snakes

Put you underground just for thinking you pac

Drop ditits you all erased

Bask in the moment it's priceless

When haters wanna call you garbage and mean it but know you the nicest

Get in they feelings and type shit like they don't know where the mic is

Maybe they just know who Mike is

Jackson, I'm Jordan, I'm Tyson

Timeless