D-Man - For Years lyrics

(*talking*) You motherf**ers, f**ing nickel and dime n***as and sh** Talkin bout stopping me, how the f** you gonna stop me I started this Short Stop a** sh**, n***a I Short Stop Every motherf**ing body you know dat, huh [Lil' Troy] What's up y'all, Lil' Troy is back The more you try to stop me, the more I stack Money, clothes, cars, hoes S.U.V.'s, six T.V.'s How the f** did I come up Boy mama ain't raise, no dumb punk I stepped in the game, flipped my change Got the f** out, 'fore the people came But I still got caught, in the cross Just got released, from the half way house Threw a champaign party for myself Paid fifty G's, like I never left So bow down, when I come through Short Stop Wear, that's my sh** too Dream about it, I done that I'm the first n***a, signed Scarface to a contract You might say, I'm ahead of my time I did FED, and regular time Nickel and dime, n***as always bumping Let me tell y'all motherf**ers something [Hook] I've been making this money for years I've been breaking these hundreds for years I've been driving these cars for years Making the deals, shifting the gears I've been f**ing these hoes for years I've been buying these clothes for years I've been with Pat and them for years Making the deals, shifting the gears [R-Dis] H-Town is the spot, where n***as get shot Hoes sell co*k, every block is hot Try to take what I got, we gon box 9 times out of 10, I'ma knock yo motherf**ing a** out n***a I'm trained to whoop a**, and count cash Can I rock the mic, you god damn right But if I got my tool, I'ma drop a fool From a distance, I'm not gon fight You can make it easy, or you can make it tough Why ra**le with a n***a, when I can just bust My nuts hang, to the flo' like drapes n***as tripping off my tapes, since 1988 I make money money, make money money money Pretty hoes I trap put down my mack Get that cat, from the back Gon be like that, until I fall I'm with y'all, f** the laws Gots to ball, try to put me on pause I'ma bust em, in they motherf**ing jaws When it comes to paper, I ain't a stranger Mark my f**ing words, ain't nothing gon change cause [Hook] [D-Man] Guess who jumped in the industry With Lil' Troy, n***as tried to finish me 'Fore I started, departed Now I'm back, as a junior mack to make noise Like Too Short, I just can't stay away Cause I'm tired of putting sh**, on lay-away So I gotta get up, and try to make a way I feel great, I signed my contract today Can you believe, Lil' Troy didn't even Want my style, raps, flows, rhymes Just my loyalty, so he ended up spoiling me I got God with me And now I'm as hard as can be, nobody harder than me You see through n***as, just like water to drink I'm like Pinocchio, when my flows start to grow The big we ego straight Now I'm in the game fa sho, who say I ain't no pro Who said a making a** n***a, can't go Let a n***a know, so I can put it in your face And take it on your toe Since 9-1, n***a I've been doing this Been around the world, airplanes and cruise ships Don't cap, even if you could prove the sh** Trying to get rich quick, by moving hits So f** fame, I'ma sold game Make hits get mo' change, but won't change I'ma be a star soon, platinumize myself And turn it all to a cartoon Short Stop is the hardest, Lil' Troy, Bay-B. Doll and R-Dis We top notch, we taking over that's a promise b**h Wanna know me, look me up under max anonymous [Hook - 3x]