1996

And i want the biggest house *****

With the biggest cars and the biggest wheels

Make the inter- make the leather white *****

Bring out the tone in my skin

I want white interior *****

Crome wheels

Yeah *****

***** throw throw some hundreds on the seats *****

I want money on the seats *****

And i want that bump in the trunk *****

Ya feel me?

Its the feeling i get

Its the *****s I'm with

Hustle became rich

Ignoring the lame *******t

I ain't, changing up

They lame and blaming us

Friends disappearing

David blaining us

(x2)

Born in 96' yeah

Don't forget it yeah

Still spittin' laxatives

He got that *******t yeah

They like, that ***** kill it

We know that this his year

Young king crown tee with my gold chair

Came a long way

No name in colors

Do old *******t with my brother

Like them *****s got another

Why Boodah up in school ima make you *****s suffer

***** eatin, we feastin' like the last supper

Who is that *****

Little black with the gap *****

Gave me a mic and tell em its a wrap *****

Matter fact, no dap some of y'all doubtin

Some of y'all lost me think i found it

Coming from a young ***** got the folks so astounded

Hustle hustle hustle momma rarely did allowance

She handle my castle now i don't need an accountant

Soon we only touching millions have my whole team counting

Its the feeling i get

Its the *****s I'm with

Hustle became rich

Ignoring the lame *******t

I ain't, changing up

They lame and blaming us

Friends disappearing

David blaining us

(x2)

To be honest

I can't wait no more

We at the top of the top

I don't see a place no more

Young and I'm winning

I don't have to say no more

I want my money in a safe

Don't want a bank no more

Feel i owe my momma

Gotta repay my daddy

So im takin every mic

And snatchin every ***** grammy

Sista jimela

Could you please go and tell my grannie

I'm bout to win and put on for my whole damn family

And thats crazy

All the things we did in 4 months

(?)

Like here he come

It ain't the city i was born

But the city that I'm from

On my mind so i say it

I can't never bite my tongue

In the days with the escort

Now its beamers and magnums

Imagine him going platinum

My teachers think I'm just rapping

It was, Mr Herv who supported my plan of action

THE BETTER LIFE ain't just money, *****es, and fa*******on

Its the feeling i get

Its the *****s I'm with

Hustle became rich

Ignoring the lame *******t

I ain't, changing up

They lame and blaming us

Friends disappearing

David blaining us

(x2)

Oooooh, ooooohh

Lordy lordy

Whats all this better life talk nephew?

You don-

You don't like the life you

You living right now?

You know what we use to do back in my day?

We didn't have socks

We was wearing the same socks for weeks

And you talking bout *****es and money

And if i hear you cuss again I'm telling your mom

I'm telling you that now

I heard you cuss in that song

I don't think your mom would be happy with that

Do you though nephew

I love you