Macc McCray - Life Is $weet lyrics

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Macc McCray - Life Is $weet lyrics

[INTRO] VERSE: Hold up wait a minute Y'all thought i was finished Nah imma keep it going 'til the clock ain't even ticking These n***as think that I'm playing I don't show em no forgiveness Got these n***as scared to battle Bill collector keep ya distance Im k**ing these n***as somebody bring me a coffin The way i be throwing money You would think its a offering He talkin slick, and get offed I cop it, don't know the cost My flow so cold it defrost Ya girl get pipe, no exhaust And i got 100 black and white hoes Like them Dalmatians Blood diamonds on my neck You can say my style hatian I know I'm ya child favorite s** me and she savor it I know she a label who*e I hit it then i label it I ball, i ball Always stay up in some new sh** Snatching n***as girlfriends Leaving haters too sick Grind until i win Got you mad at me 'cus you quit Pockets on swole Money longer than a pool stick Got these b**hes looking And these haters always crooking Summer time got the roof missing Like somebody took it Say i dress like I'm from new york I tell these hoes i am Just a fly young n***a You would think I'm peter pan HOOK: The money don't stop And the grind don't sleep So imma get it every second, minute, days, weeks I got paper on my mind I got Jordans on my feet I got shorties in my phone that just wanna let me beat Life is sweet Ion ask n***as for nuthin X3 When they see me they get mad Cus they know that I'm stuntin VERSE 2: Back up on my grizzly Ain't no Memphis My n***as causing racket But we ain't talking 'bout tennis Im a mencae to society I give you variety Got my own buzz And ain't nobody cosigning me Now I'm on a label And its money on the table Hella b**hes at my crib But i only give them cable And my n***as never broke 'cus they be stacking like some legos My lil' n***as with the sh**s And yo i swear thats word to Fredo And its money on my radar Bigger dreams, better cars Cruising down the block Got these hoes thinking we movie stars Tryna make it big We don't want nothing to do with ya'll Your money smart & short If thats the case then my sh** stupid long Shawty hit my phone Trying to be the one I settle with Pockets looking like I got Paid for a settlement Ask around Ain't too many people I ain't Better than Keep ya girl up latenite Ain't no letterman [HOOK] *talking* [OUTRO]

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