Foreclosures

There's so many things that I don't understand

Sometimes, being in a position I'm in

With no malicious intent, my ****

But take it how you want it

I see it from both sides

I feel a **** pain

Learn to walk a tightrope

Ever seen a rich **** go broke?

They puttin' leins on a ****'s things

Publicize your demise, and by all means

Your family fortune is forever what you stood on

Sold dreams, fantasies that put the hood on

You reap what you sow and they speakin' repossessions

To the culture itself, these are powerful lessons

These **** always smiled when I came around

And let you know my reputation when you in my town

A real ****, you gon' know that by the contract

Bottom line, blood, show me where them ones at

That paper it get funny when publishing is involved

Mechanicals never mattered because that was your dog

Now you hands-on but things don't ever seem right

You make a call to give your lawyer the green-light

He look into it then hit you up with the bad news

It's so familiar, he did the same with the last dudes

Mafioso, baby girl, cash rules

Every dollar accounted for, double M the crew

Death row

Fast life

Foreclosed on my past life

The white man called us stupid ****

We spend it all, nothin' for our children

Had it all, now it's repossessed

Can't feed, click, cutting bad checks

Time to learn boy, that cash rules

Success is a precious jewel

Planting poison in a **** mind

Chilling with your boys when it's time to grind

We both come from those humble beginnings

Still can't believe we never followed each other on Twitter

Funny thing is the animosity money brings

Real **** out of style, we may be one in three

Back against the wall, outnumbered by fuck boys

One bullet, one target, one choice

You can take a L or take the shell

It's still double M, still making mills

Made **** respect my hustle on both coasts

I put the word out to see who hit back with the lowest

I need a hit handled, put me in touch with the closest

You still digging through ashtrays, killin' the roaches

And I never took a L back when Meek fell

Just drove the numbers all the way back up at retail

Death row

Fast life

Foreclosed on my past life

The white man call us stupid ****

We spend it all, nothin' for our children

Had it all, now it's repossessed

Can't feed, click, cutting bad checks

Time to learn boy, that cash rules

Success is a precious jewel

Can't be writing checks with your eyes closed

Why you living out of homes in different time zones?

Mind blown, spinnin' strippy, watch your rhinestones

Pistol to your ear, this that level I'm on

I apologize, woadie, but this all I got

Everybody in this office, we could die tonight

I never met a artist who fully recouped

These the deals the deal dealers want to deal to you

Young ****, time to act your wage

Buying belts you seen on other ****'s waists

Hoes fuckin' for photos, they wanna post online

Whole time, shorty knowing I'm not gon' mind

Put it on, all he needed was a co-sign

Black minks and gloves, ****, the whole nine

TV on the Roll's, shit, I had to hold mine

Nor foreclose or fold just for soul signs

Death row

Fast life

Foreclosed on my past life

The white man call us stupid ****

We spend it all, nothin' for our children

Had it all, now it's repossessed

Can't feed, click, cutting bad checks

Time to learn, boy, that cash rules

Success is a precious jewel

Success is a precious jewel

Success is a precious jewel