Entrepreneur Talk 2 (feat. TCLC)

Pray to God, I hope and pray to God that I'm gon' make it out Pray to God I make it out of this mother fucker, you know what I'm sayin I pray to God I see another day so I can switch the route Pray we see another day to switch the route, just some young fly niggas Been workin' round that paper, a bigger safe, too much to average out Too much money comin' in all at once, I need a money counter Racing to them millions, tie you in, or life gon' tear you down Gucci-style leather, platinum Rollie, just a match to the socks Hustle and we grinding, twenty thousand, pull from out the slot Houses out in Bexley, see Jewish money, it's only riches there Put me up on game, talkin' profit in the barber chair How much it take to get you there? Nine hundred, that's just somethin' slight We sell it out, we makin' like two thousand off the ticket price Love me hard, treat me nice, cause I got scars for show Been fuckin' broads fasho, just hold me down and watch me go Don't live on someone else's script, write your own story Enjoy the moment that you in, cause they can snatch your glory You gon' get high, don't burn supply, just put some to the side How high you climb, you lookin' righteous, just be scared of heights Cross me once, it's it for life, don't get the chance to do it twice Dreamin' the I8, can help me f*ck a famous bitch tonight Switchin' states, conversin' about some money, be my kryptonite I'm high as hell, the way that I'm gon heal, I know I'll be alright Pray to God, I hope and pray to God that I'm gon' make it out Pray to God we make it out, man, we just keep runnin' it up, man I pray to God, I see another day, so I can switch the route Hundreds, thousands, tens, twenties, fifties, all that Been workin' round that paper, a bigger safe, too much to average out Hella bad bitches, hella real niggas all in the section thuggin Racin' to the millions, tell you when, or life gon' tear you down Life gon' tear you down, all the people around you ain't really for you These niggas really mad, cause I got money, it make they blood boil Planting all the seeds for all the money to come, we really planting soil We linkin' up with niggas, countin' bread, we doin' this shit before you Harsh experiences, and bad vibes, make me a better person Had to cut the bitch off, pussy was good, but she wasn't really worth it Nigga talkin' out his mouth at the club, nigga had his jaw hurting Niggas buyin' Prada bags with half they pay, now that's a bad purchase We ain't sellin' caine, but me and Caine make 50k a day If niggas in our way, we have our way, we do this every day We don't play, but if we make a play, we showin' off our K Call my nigga Tay, that nigga playin' games, he gone by May He tried to run away, the chopper bullets graced his face We put a nigga in they place, we gettin' money in each and every way We out here networking at Hollywood, just countin' people out Funds gettin' low, we just call the plug, cause we ain't never in no drought My niggas out the chain gang, some of them ain't never gettin' out (Damn) Pray to God, I hope and pray to God, that I'm gon' make it out I just pray to God, that me and all my niggas make it out I pray to God, I see another day, so I can switch the route R.I.P. all my niggas, free all my niggas locked in the chain gang, yep Been workin' round that paper, a bigger safe, too much to average out We gon' keep runnin' it up on these bitch ass niggas, man, catch up Racing to them millions, tie you in, or life's gon tear you down Boss shit