Busta Rhymes - Wall to Wall lyrics

[Intro: French Montana] My n***a Raekwon talkin', uh-huh Everythin' you want you don't need And don't believe everythin' you read And only half what you see [Pre-Hook: French Montana] I said I won't, I don't need it, yeah Don't believe everythin' you read, yeah Only half what you see, yeah Man, this sh** is what it is, yeah, ooh [Hook: French Montana] It's "Hello", oh, Lord When you're tryin' to bail out, who to call? Your b**h turned down, this sh** is love Me and my n***as fill up, we goin' to war We goin' to war (wall to wall) My money's stacked up (wall to wall) My shows' packed up (wall to wall) Her a** stepped up (wall to wall) Got my money up, we goin' to war [Verse 1: French Montana] Clear view, dark tints, hustle by the park bench White top, blue tops, n***as I don't call friends 'Til they called it love Called my n***as, grabbed their hammers 'Bout to go to war Prices on your head, I'm a spend it Everythin' in that showroom, n***a, I was in it On my son, I was in it, I was in it Dirty money, ten chains, I be shinin' every minute I'm shinin' every minute Soft to the hard rock, Hard Rock Casino Me and shorty watchin' Nino in the hardtop I done counted ten mills when that ball dropped Me and Chinx poppin' bottles out in Far Rock [Pre-Hook: French Montana] I said I won't, I don't need it, yeah Don't believe everythin' you read, yeah Only half what you see, yeah Man, this sh** is what it is, yeah, ooh [Hook: French Montana] It's "Hello", oh, Lord When you're tryin' to bail out, who to call? Your b**h turned down, this sh** is love Me and my n***as fill up, we goin' to war We goin' to war (wall to wall) My money's stacked up (wall to wall) My shows' packed up (wall to wall) Her a** stepped up (wall to wall) Got my money up, we goin' to war [Verse 2: Raekwon] Frozen fishscale, you better go to Ishmael Tiger-skin hammer, sittin' by the Benz grille Knots of hundreds; it's lunch, kid, play fair Say "yeah," feed your brother, be's a one, sh** Enough money to slum kids, kings with pillows Leave your body, yo, under the dumpsters Take money suitcases, bracelets, cake mix Come out the hole, this is weight flicks So much bread, we build lead houses Run in the shed, see dead thousands Faces, we call 'em big noses Flashin' in the foreign sh** Grubbed up n***as is wasted [Pre-Hook: French Montana] I said I won't, I don't need it, yeah Don't believe everythin' you read, yeah Only half what you see, yeah Man, this sh** is what it is, yeah, ooh [Hook: French Montana] It's "Hello", oh, Lord When you're tryin' to bail out, who to call? Your b**h turned down, this sh** is love Me and my n***as fill up, we goin' to war We goin' to war (wall to wall) My money's stacked up (wall to wall) My shows' packed up (wall to wall) Her a** stepped up (wall to wall) Got my money up, we goin' to war [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Yo, whip my feet up, gettin' manicures in a zap And spectacular visuals n***as be camera-phonin' up my movement Everythin' we do to sit and take precedents While we go stackin' residuals n***as starvin' to know just how we do it Absolutely be stayin' the money every night (Dracula) n***as, stay up in it like Jamaicans and stay in the maximum Difficult to predict, I'm calculated like algebra Cause the money traced back to them diamond mines out in Africa We in the future with it though, closin' my eyes for pictures Phone'd have me speak with holograms When I'm buildin' with b**hes And then I bang 'em like body slammin', one-handin' 'em ishes Like I was sellin' warheads and I'm baggage handlin' missiles f** it, decided to blow an M just bein' silly With a bob and a step and a charisma like I sit on a billi And for the five percent with the science And the ones that really get me I got a lot to do with civilizin' and countin', I'm busy [Pre-Hook: French Montana] I said I won't, I don't need it, yeah Don't believe everythin' you read, yeah Only half what you see, yeah Man, this sh** is what it is, yeah, ooh [Hook: French Montana] It's "Hello", oh, Lord When you're tryin' to bail out, who to call? Your b**h turned down, this sh** is love Me and my n***as fill up, we goin' to war We goin' to war (wall to wall) My money's stacked up (wall to wall) My shows' packed up (wall to wall) Her a** stepped up (wall to wall) Got my money up, we goin' to war [Outro: Raekwon] Salute, salute, yeah Montana, what up, baby? Word up, you know what it is, my n***a Louis Rich right here, baby Yeah, you know what this is, n***a