Verse 1: Peter Gunz



Uh Come On Come On Come On



Uh And I See You



This Is It




In '97 I Made Plans To See Mo' Money



In '98 I Blasted Out In The Phat 420



When I Hit The Block Kids Stop Look And Stare



Girls They Point "Yo That's That Nigga Over There"



I Get A Lotta Love Lotta Hate



Yes That's The Bet You Make When You See A Lotta Cake



Now They Calling Me Fake



Shit Back They Was Calling Me Love



Now They're Scratching Up My Car And Calling Me Blood



See It Be The Ones You Know Scheming On The Low



Saying You're Dope But Steady Sizing Up Your Rol'



I Drift, To The Past Where There's No Riches



No Hits And No Chips And No Bitches



Just Another Cat Named Peter



Trying To Make A Dollar Off A Nine Millimetre



Now Life A Little Sweeter



I'm In The Dealer



Coppin' A Drop



On The Beach In Hawaii With Mariah, Wop!



Laying Up In Wakiki, MTV, Figures Why These Niggas Wanna Envy Me



Maybe Cuz This Young Lady Wanna Sin For Me



Because I Ball You Got It In Me?



But Ima




Chorus: Peter Gunz & Lord Tariq




(keep On)



Ballin' 'til The Day I Die



Keep Climbing 'til I Reach The Sky, Ima (keep On)



Getting Money Cause It's Meant For I



I Deserve Yo I Went For Mine Ima (keep On)



And Even Though You Hope I Fail



I Turn Around And Hope You Prevail (keep On)



And To My Sisters In The Struggle Alone



And To My Brothers That's Locked In Jail Just (keep On)




Verse 2: Lord Tariq



Yo In The Early Days Of The Lord Everything Was Shey-shey



Everyday Was Pay Day



Selling Nickels And Dimes



Getting Mine In Mind State From 86 To 88



I Still He