Corner Boy P - 1997 Lyrics
[feat. Curren$y]Uh, uh, shit nigga, my mind on the doughRun round in that boat, I got the shit from the flowYou don't know what these niggas minds when they plot on the doughSo I run, right next to [?] the clips in the dough.Getting paranoid in the day, people might kick in the doughBut when you paper chase, you chase that paper far as it goCause I rather be tired from hustling, get tired of having nothingSo I go all the way, let show my pockets, stay straight!Nigga, I go all further, same streets where they murderSame streets I call home, I lean [?]But I run for this con, and every nigga that's on itI've seen the best come and go, niggas even die with it all!I can call it just [?] every time the money is callingShe call me dwag, but she only calling me cause I'm falling.They all thought I'm underestimated, underratedIs all good, ***** them niggas, long as they don't underpayment!Yeah, yeah, yeah, la, la, la, la, laUh, my stir wheel wood, my weed hella goodMy Rolex, she let it go, I'm flexing on 'em hoes!Them *****es strike a pose, they're hoping that I loveI'm [?] hold up, you're trying to get thugged!G life and I wrote it down in Eli's bookI'm higher than the plane when writing down hooksCouple bars in here, couple hundreds on the [?]Seen my camp get low, love can't stop the crooks!Rap [?] for the paper, every caper every [?]Keep gassing the scrapers and my haters, not my neighborsGot some mobs men, assuring me that they're on the roof!They help me sleep better, those [?] counting chatterWoke up, washed up, rode up to the loop!Polygraph in the boo, may every land the truthIn the Eiffel tour, in the tour for twoLeave a lot of niggas blind and unable to chew.
