[ Featuring
Terrace Martin, Mansa ]
Before I let you go
I'll let you know whenever my mind should change
Pocket change
Can't contain the amount of love I need
It will be scary when you lose me
Bury me in Gucci sheets
So I can stunt with all my niggas in the afterlife
I got a real hard time at being 100
West Oakland, nigga, ten hundred
Taking anti-depressants, I've seen the real darkness
But I quit, I ain't into pill poppin'
Blowin' backs, breakin' banks 'til my Benjis couldn't bend no mo'
I had the lil' poppa, Von had the extendo though
From the city where these niggas get mopped
Even if you a square, you might have to pop the opps
My little sis wanna leave the streets
I hope this money spoil her like she need to be
So if you hatin' that's a bitch trait
I ain't move big weight
But I got pounds of the savor come and get a crate
I'm the bread winner, I don't care what my bitch make
If she a meal and I cheat, that's a snack break
Shady like Dirty Dan
Druff like a scalp flake
I just gotta tell it to her face
Before I let you go
I'll let you know whenever my mind should change
Pocket change
Can't contain the amount of love I need
It will be scary when you lose me
Bury me in Gucci sheets
So I can stunt with all my niggas in the afterlife (in the afterlife)
Stunt on 'em, shine on 'em
Stunt on 'em, no
Stunt on 'em, shine on 'em
Stunt on 'em
Shine on 'em, shine on 'em, shine on 'em
(Oh yeah) shine on 'em, shine on 'em
Before I let you go
I'll let you know whenever my mind should change
Pocket change
Can't contain the amount of love I need
It will be scary when you lose me
Bury me in Gucci sheets
So I can stunt with all my niggas in the afterlife (in the afterlife)
Before I let you go
I'll let you know if my mind should change
I've given up buying your love with my pocket change
It's scary how you do me
Hope they bury me in Gucci
Just so I can stunt on you from the afterlife (afterlife, afterlife)
