Man does what he can, and God what he will.
People are loving it [Blow Ya Mind], people are bumping it in cars everywhere. People are hitting me, they feel it, the streets are feeling it.
They say blood is thicker than water. Only in certain cases, you need water to live. You learn that in the basics.
My life is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead, Run around hustlin. . . scared of the feds. They said death is eternal sleep, But the only thing is you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed.
It's family first for me and then business so the family has got to know what's going on with the business.
My heart seem[s] colder than March but on the flipside of things, it's still warmer than June.
I didn't cut no corners, I just gave it my heart and soul.
Estate agents. You can't live with them, you can't live with them. The first sign of these nasty purulent sores appeared round about 1894. With their jangling keys, nasty suits, revolting beards, moustaches and tinted spectacles, estate agents roam the land causing perturbation and despair. If you try and kill them, you're put in prison: if you try and talk to them, you vomit. There's only one thing worse than an estate agent but at least that can be safely lanced, drained and surgically dressed. Estate agents. Love them or loathe them, you'd be mad not to loathe them.
Just the same way I'd say a prayer before going onstage, taking that even further and using the drum to inspire people. And using that as a vehicle for the intention.
I'll treat myself every now and then. Like if I get $100,000, I'll spend $20,000 and put the rest away.
It is strange what society will endure from its idols.