Thought it was music, above all the business But you just said fuck all you niggas You tarnished the brand And you started a Funk Volume Fitness?
is to be mo’ motivatin’ This new-wave culture is so cultivatin’ Where the fuck do I fit in?
This nigga crazy, I'm telling all of my people (you tell 'em) He taking all of my C-Notes (it's true) See he has a gambling issue He takes the cash and blows it all at casinos Uh-oh, when I bring up my royalties You start avoiding me, that's some disloyalty You woke up the evil boy in me, your ass is poisoning Tell me why you would destroy FV?
This was a fucking vision that I had created with your brother But you too infatuated with the money You killed it and ran it straight into the gutter Now I think why'd I make D-A-M-E the boss?
) Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store and try to get money out the drawer You better think of the consequence (But who are you?
Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids? Dre] Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it!