Joe Budden - Money's On Me lyrics

I'm the best that ever did it Shoe in for the race But I'm turning blue in the face I been holding my breath Waiting on the rest of y'all to get it Then your whole perception of who you view as a legend It'll probably change So it's probably best they don't admit it They won't televise the revolution I figured out a solution All you need now is the net to be a witness Positive if you want to test him for the sickness You'll be begging for forgiveness Meanwhile I push the pedal on the stick shift Metal on the misfit just in case it's ever on CRACCCCCCCK, anything my breath is on And if you misunderstood that get Rosetta Stone n***a If you thinking I'ma respond to you, no I won't They say the devil wears Prada, no I don't Into the art and my pa**ion for the bars More then fashion it's a mindstate that other stars lacking If you and your team get bread, why hate You're not getting it, tell me why is there a wait I'm talking to everybody in the tri-state That's New York, Connecticut, my state Whatever hip hop has turned into is different in my mental I let y'all continue with the minstrel Et cetera, me I'm just a replica Of what two turntables a mic by a cold park bench do Stop it frauds, can't mock it cos it's raw I'm the closest thing to cardboard boxes on the floor Anytime the track is up, jail cells acting up Living room bagging up, subway tagging up And n***as say I lost my mind I know where to locate it if need be, believe me On Pandora with the rest of my kind Now you owe cause I invested my time When the gun blow And the shots fall And the smoke clears We'll be right here, screaming out Whatever n***as wanna do My money's on me, hope your money's on you When the gun blow And the shots fall And the smoke clears We'll be right here, screaming out Whatever n***as wanna do My money's on me, hope your money's on you It's a man's sport, damn y'all the show's here Y'all can camcord, backpacker without the Jansport Tight jeans, weird style, I don't rap politics Socially aware, but I rather not acknowledge it Sneaking in dorms, but wasn't on no college sh** How they think I'm crazy, what I'm showing them is moderate You damn right I talk a lot of sh** (why?) Cos I don't mind playing dodgeball with hollow tips No success having, living off old times In 010 you dragging that old shine back from 09 I don't get you, every interview my dick in your mouth I wasn't that blessed when I was with you Why they wanna make c4 ignite Benzino called him weird, he couldn't be more right Too busy trying to do what you incapable of Time is money when it comes to mine take it in blood When the gun blow And the shots fall And the smoke clears We'll be right here, screaming out Whatever n***as wanna do My money's on me, hope your money's on you When the gun blow And the shots fall And the smoke clears We'll be right here, screaming out Whatever n***as wanna do My money's on me, hope your money's on you New year, same old, bad broad, waist hot Burner staying on his own waist high Rumours fall by the way side They try but ‘til I may die Best rapper in the whole world til the day I Take ‘em to the cleaners I make sure there's a nina In arms reach of every locker at all the arenas Ice cold, not hot, never buzzed, has been Wanna be, never was, mask on, leather gloves n***as ain't sh**, how the f** is they a threat to us Start the fight, next minute screaming out they set us up All the blogging ain't solving a thing n***as wouldn't want a problem if they knew what it'd bring While the light on his tunnel keep dimming, Ima keep winning Rookie of the year, about a buck what up B. Jennings Pointing guns online don't let me know what's real Sometimes silence is the best overk** When the gun blow And the shots fall And the smoke clears We'll be right here, screaming out Whatever n***as wanna do My money's on me, hope your money's on you When the gun blow And the shots fall And the smoke clears We'll be right here, screaming out Whatever n***as wanna do My money's on me, hope your money's on you