"So tonight I wanna talk to you about the relationship

Between money and peace"

A lot of people say it's not about money it's about peace

It's about money

You took my heart from me

I'll never be the same

Now killing won't be hard for me

Cause I can't feel a thing

Sunday morning preacher in the pulpit

Kissed my nanna I can't listen to this bullshit

It's all good til they ask me for an offering

All we got is pain so that's all I can offer him

My mama cold she put me in this cold world

Left me what I got to protect me

Oh I got a 9 yeah I got a 9

And all this ambition b**ch I'm on the grind

Sky's the limit 2 for 5's the gimmick

You line something up I tie something up

They run up out that crib with that money ni**a what

School of hard knocks I'm ahead of my class

With no hesitation put a hole in your a**

See no it's never my fault when I f**k up

I knock your a** out to wake you the f**k up

Brass knuckles and my knife: now tell me wassup

You took my heart from me

I'll never be the same

Now killing won't be hard for me

Cause I can't feel a thing

I made it to a half a mansion sh*t I thought I made it

Hood b**ches on a ni**a yeah all on a ni**a

The D's his the door with the batter ram

I'm standing by the toilet that's broke tryna flush this sh*t

Bizzy was my ni**a started f**king with that cracker sh*t

Beat me out my money ni**a ran off with my Mack key

I was down he kicked me when I'm down

When I think about this kid it f**ks my head up right now

You know the same niggas that got me shot killed your brother

And you ain't never did sh*t about that motherf**ker

When niggas was beefing with you I shot that park up

Now I'm thinking about the occasions my gun blazing

You got me feeling like a sucker B

You took my heart from me

(Son I don't give a f**k son we can back right now)

I'll never be the same

(Niggas gonna try and front on me and be right there )

Now killing won't be hard for me

(Nah nah I'm putting them niggas on house arrest)

Cause I can't feel a thing

I'm a go and I'm a go back f**k that

I'm a stay on them niggas 'til they can feel me breathing on them

You you look at these fake a** niggas

They think cause they saying some fake sh*t in music that the sh*t I be saying ain't real

All you gotta do is ask niggas they tell you about me

They don't say Fifty though they say Boo Boo

Uh uh

Find out

Find out if I let it go

Man turn this sh*t off