Safe & Sound

Some believe in love and some believe in friends

But **** like me believe in making ends

'Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around

(You know the money's got you safe and sound)

Now I'm 'bout to take it back to '84

When I was 14 kicking back in the trees, West side, if you please

And 436 West Spruce was the spot

With me, Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, Slug, and Rock

Donzelly, if you with me, just let that shit kick

If your head ain't spinning from dipping all them sticks

'Cause way back in the day they used to love a wet daddy

Screaming órale ese with them laces on a caddy

And you couldn't deny a git from that Buddah tye

Going round and round the driveway, now it's coming my way

And I'm zoned out at a young age

And the whole Spruce street was my stage

Peep, now back then I was in the 8th grade, steady

But **** my age was getting paid already

Yeah, like that **** Zam, or even young Blue

They made they first million by the age of 22

Like dan from Cedar block, him and little Motor

James from Piru street with them boulders

Rest in peace, little Noopy, he didn't have to brag

Rolling to the 10th grade in a fit O-rag

Well goddamn, how can I be down?

I asked my sister Jack for some help and she told me look around

****, they don't sell dope, it sells itself

While they kick back and just collect the wealth

And now I'm thinking ain't nothing fly about these dirty ass khakis

T-shirt dingy, prowings tacky

This could be a way for me to flip that little funky twenty dollars that I earned

Right then is when I learned

Some believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah

But **** like me believe in making dollars

'Cause even when your **** wanna be untrue

(You know that money's still good to you)

Some believe in love and some believe in friends

But **** like me believe in making ends

'Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around

(You money's got you safe and sound)

Peep, I gets a dub on the 1st and 15th for a fact

So instead of spending it up, I have my money to Jack

Now she jump in the riggy, said I'll be right back

When she came in she put me down with a plastic sack

I turned my forty into eighty and that was my profit

I'm keeping the rocks in my house and not in my pocket

Sister Jackie's in the kitchen with some boiling water, baking soda

Fresh powder, baby bottles, making more boulders

Checking a fat grip slanging rocks to tricks

Donzelly dipping sticks went and bought him a 6

And 500 block peach, running things you see

Moving gallon after gallon and key after key

I'm telling you I done seen it all

From **** hitting the Sherm and then they pass out on the wall

From cluckers wanting a hit so bad they let they panties fall

Teeth rotten, hair gone, and the whole checks get blown

But then I'm still breaking these pebbles like Bam Bam

Saved them ends, splitting rocks to the um tic tock

I went from wearing khakis to Sergio Tacchini

While my rocks is disappearing like the great Houdini

I bought a gang of clothes, all of my equipment

And getting something new with each and every shipment

Money gets made, and money gets spent

And how these jealous **** acting only makes it evident, fact

Some believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah

But **** like me believe in making dollars

'Cause even when your **** wanna be untrue

(You know that money's still good to you)

Some believe in love and some believe in friends

But **** like me believe in making ends

'Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around

(You know the money's got you safe and sound)

Check it, now in 1988 I moved away from L.A.

My **** Playa Hamm and Gina gave me a place to stay

On my way up from bottom rock

Bitches starting to jock

'Cause my hair's getting longer

And game's getting stronger

To pull my own weight I went and got me a job

But by then Hamm and Gina really started to squab

About whether I should go or stay

Should told him either he goes or you go, we both was on our way

So he moved and took me with him on 2001 Browning

Browning, where players all around me just astounding

My **** pimping Carl got him staring with that hair and

Rolling up an down the street in that rag 7 with Darren

Shabby blue feathered as he swerved

In the El Co P-6, parked away from the curb

Big Jam, LA Mike, Darryl, Nikki on the bike

That **** Top, Big Shane, and Tweed rolling up the weed

And hoes just come and go in and out

Revolving door leaving with some nut in they mouth

I'm making a living off of pimping so you fools can't trip

'Cause even though I love God, I also love my grip

Some believe in Jesus, some believe in Allah

But **** like me believe in making dollars

'Cause even when your **** wanna be untrue

(You know that money's still good to you)

Some believe in love and some believe in friends

But **** like me believe in making ends

'Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around

(You know the money's got you safe and sound)

Safe and sound, safe and sound, baby

Safe and sound, safe and sound, gonna let you go