America got a thing for this gangsta shit, they love me
Black CHUCKS, black skully, leather Pelle Pelle
I tag spit over Ramo's shit, I'm a VANDLE
Got the silver duct tape, on my tre 8 handle
The women in my life, bring confusion and shit
So like Nino an New Jack, I holla "cancel that bitch"
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart done froze
I build an empire on the low, the narc's don't know
I'm the weatherman, i'll take that cocoa leaf, and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to doe, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know
Homie i'm just triple beam, dreamin
Niggaz be scheming, I feind to live the good life
The feinds are just fiendin'Conceal my weapon nice and neat, so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitly out the question for me
[Chorus]
I want the finer things thats in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way while i'm tryin' to get mine
And i'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with or where you from
nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want the finer things in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
It's Da Shit!
