Mean

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah Everything, everything, everything gon' be alright Oh, yeah Coke boy, baby Ha, yeah Graduated, but I'm aggravated From the half that made it, we was drinkin', faded Me, and life and death is half-related (H-half-related) Masturbatin' on a scale for a hundred million Askin' God how we made it Watchin' John David Robinson, now my dawg robbin' son Half a David, freedom got confiscated We mob-related, John Gotti, RICO, life like a free throw Yeah, school of gladiators, makin' Salaat on a fox rug Black glove, hot slug for these cold women Militant like the Middle East, go from ménages 69's to 6iine conspiracies Triple threat, trinity Triangle officers, label execs, get all the profit They hit your brain, mop it, clean What type of fiends? Put the needle in your ass, keep they table green Multi-millionaire, strapped like Oda Can't teach new tricks to old dog (Bom-bom-bom) I told mama, "Pray for me", baby, wait here for me Got a cage waitin' for me, the hate, came from me Millions I made from it, chains, waitin' for me Change, I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, uh New year, half a mil', face on the bill (Bill), here, Cabo chill Desperado with an AR like the top (Top), Montana John stop (Stop) If there's a movie out, play the Al Pacino part Mama raise a star, and you been a mark Not even Cuban, smokin' Cuban cigars in Cuba Lost Chinx, lost Max, lost Penthouse Drink and smoke and feel empty in this penthouse (Ah) Mansions like a camp, ranches like rainbow smoke, 41 shots like Diego Shout-out to Abel, I turn the weekends to the weekdays PJs to the PJs, the week like four nights and three days (Four nights) Yes, I big like the kid from Bed-Stuy, just us Stylist out be dressin', the bitches don't be stressin' Money with the best of them, C.R.E.A.M. like Method Man I made it even and the game is odd Everybody kickin' game, tell the bitch the truth, she think you God Tell mama to pray for me, feds got a name for me Cell waitin' for me Mils' I made from it, chains, waitin' for me Change, I made from it, Montana ain't a dummy, uh La música de Harry Fraud It's nothing to take me higher