Losin’ Weight

Lyrics

[Chorus: Cam'ron] Why I ain't got no money if I'm moving weight? My life depend on what I'ma do today Why I can't move away? Just loot and me, without the scrutiny, niggas screwing me 2 and 3 truancies 4 shots, 1 toolie, G, 1 eulogy My mother and girl is smothered in pearls When a nigga under the world, uh [Verse 1: Cam'ron] When I was 11, got the toolie thick My uncle pulled me to the side and he schooled me quick Told me some gooey shit "You can't get paid in an Earth this big? You worthless, kid, nigga don't deserve to live Go and get it, motherfucker, if you murder kids Bottle up carbohydrates and preservatives" He got hit up that same night But ever since my dough, my flow, and my ho game been tight Puns of pearls, yo, tongue will twirl, looka here Booger bear, I'll have you up in hooker gear, I swear I was doing Lex-pursuing, niggas be wired like Western Union Short like next to Ewing, head for truant, only set was ruined Phony checks was fluent, listen, hear me out I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops And the sun don't rise, but the rain don't stop The pain don't stop, but my brain don't stop Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop Every month you change yo' locks, change yo' spot Get a little smart, want to change yo' tops, rearrange yo' rocks You got a gang of friends, money You got Bens-arranged money, have a Benz or Range money But if I get knocked, I ain't got no bail But I come on the weekends, Pablo jail See, I came a long way, that's living the wrong way That's sniffing the po-na, that's sipping the cog-na, hey You wanna be a star, you have ya own day Where they play ball, drink, and get a buzz Reminiscing, what a good kid he was I don't know what happened, all he did is what he loved That's when you opposing me, Killa get the rosary Fuck this rap shit, I die for mine, motherfucker [Chorus: Prodigy] Why I feel like I'm losing weight? Why I ain't got no money if I'm moving weight? My life depend on what I'ma do today Why I can't move away? Just loot and me, without the scrutiny, niggas screwing me 2 and 3 truancies 4 shots, 1 toolie, G, 1 eulogy Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls When a nigga under the world [Verse 2: Prodigy] Gather around, y'all, it's going down, y'all Murder rap, clown niggas back down, no Straight like that, y'all niggas fuck around, yo Bandana P, blow thirds, the fourth take you up off this thug shit I keep a beamed-out fifth Is you fiend out now, nigga? Catch a clean bullet I live the street life, ya heard? Guns, money, and birds Get dead-armed and dead on your jewels and pearls Where I was placed, talking the wrong style, thun Capital P, y'all know what's the outcome Could bout some, but rather pull out the stout guns Don't let ya mouth get you in some shit ya legs run from For all the killers and the 100 dollar hoes For real bitches, check me out though We be the most ill, more drama than Denzel More liver than the park fights in Sonny Carson Me and Killa Cam, live at the Carbon It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy Niggas flash razors, you crazy [Chorus: Cam'ron] Why I feel like I'm losing weight? Why I ain't got no money if I'm moving weight? My life depend on what I'ma do today Why I can't move away? Just loot and me, without the scrutiny, niggas screwing me 2 and 3 truancies 4 shots, 1 toolie, G, 1 eulogy Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls When a nigga under the world Why I feel like I'm losing weight? Why I ain't got no money if I'm moving weight? My life depend on what I'ma do today Why I can't move away? Just loot and me, without the scrutiny, niggas screwing me 2 and 3 truancies 4 shots, 1 toolie, G, 1 eulogy Make sure my mother and girl is smothered in pearls When a nigga under the world