Plies - 50 Grand Short (The Calm Before the Storm) lyrics

[Chorus: Trick Daddy (Sampled)] I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught [Verse 1: Plies] And all the n***as I looked up to done gone Fed And all the n***as I admired had picked bread And I was taught that a real n***a don't beg And these streets were never designed for the scared The n***as who got real paper, they done took a chance So if you're on your dick, you better not show your hand n***a told me I can't sell dope forever I told that n***a I don't wanna hear sh** from a broke n***a 'Cause in these streets, if you're broke, you're in the way, n***a f** what you heard, I'm trying to get rich in a today, n***a So don't talk to me about it if it don't pay, n***a Money excite me, not hoes, okay, n***a? And how I feel, if you're broke, you deserve to be 'Cause it's too many ways out here to get cheese And ain't nothing come to a n***a that's sleep but a dream And I ain't sleeping, you can put that on everything [Chorus: Trick Daddy (Sampled)] I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught [Verse 2: Plies] Give me a pot, a fork, and 28 grams And I'll show you f** n***as who I really am 'Cause when you know something, your wrist gets you out of a jam Told myself I'll never work for the white man 'Cause a nine-to-five wasn't part of my plan I'ma stay in the streets and get it how I can And I'ma either be rich, n***a, or in the pen 'Cause when it's 'bout that paper, n***a, I'm all in I got choppers, n***a, so I don't need friends Rather k** myself before I get a job 'Cause these crackers work a n***a too hard Rather buy mine soft and make it hard It ain't the hand you was dealt, it's how you play your cards But when you're broke, n***a, it's hard to believe in God To us street n***as, it's all about money and cars But you leave money out here or you can [?] [Chorus: Trick Daddy (Sampled)] I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught I wanna buy me a Benz, but I'm fifty grand short Now I got to get this cheese without the boy getting caught