Comin’ Up With Lent

Lyrics

[Intro: Proof] Sicknotes y'all Promatic My man Merciless Ameer [Verse 1: Proof] Born a bastard, the morning after 1st of the 10th month, became a performing rapper Platinum status, recordings captured Now I'm seeing before and after more than have to Money is made without you, niggas get paid without you I'ma play it out dude, should've stayed in high school I ain't got a plan b, understand me Everything I see nigga, it's eye candy Give it here, a nigga here need that dough Knowing more than half nigga, G.I. Joe The streets have froze and though my feet are cold I'm walking the ropes like niggas the deepest know, woah Made a mistake when I made my wife, right This is heavy dough, I ain't gon' take your life I chance that I get I'm gon' rape a mic However I'm do this until I see [bleeding/blade and white?] (Out) [Hook: Supa Emcee] Thinking of a master plan 'Cause ain't nothing but sweat inside my hands So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent So I dig deeper and still comin' up with lent (Again) Thinking of a master plan 'Cause ain't nothing but sweat inside my hands So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent So I dig deeper and still comin' up with lent [Verse 2: Ameer] I know the city baby, Hall of Fame, I know these streets, I know the game They callin' my name, while I'm ballin', blowing the flame You can't be crawling in the fast lane It's ever clear like rain, baby you will stall him when the cash came Don't make a boss paper weight and it ain't straight And we don't need to conversate any Goddamn thing you can say Tomorrow way, promise to you today And when the wrecking crew come through to do you away I'll probably laugh if they try to have my take a polygraph And speak on the dirt I done in the past, what's the point of that? I don't know what direction po-po want me to point 'em at And this a mystery why the D.A. be on my back Yeah the Escalade Cadillacs stand out Somethin' 'bout how the shoes and the [kick fan?] out And when I'm maxed on the bike with the kickstand out Them little chasers wanna see about your man, no doubt [Hook: Supa Emcee] Thinking of a master plan 'Cause ain't nothing but sweat inside my hands So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent So I dig deeper and still comin' up with lent (Again) Thinking of a master plan 'Cause ain't nothing but sweat inside my hands So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent (It's gone) So I dig deeper and still comin' up with lent (Deeper) (*Interlude*) [Proof] Hah, Hand 2 Hand y'all Your man Big Proof Keeping it raw for the streets, you know That's what why do y'all, everything is live out this way Shout-outs My man Cam from Sweden Alliance for the distribution What up Greg Raw Collection, Fat Killahz and Mac I see you Detroit City whatupdoe New York, Chicago Indiana Ohio My mans Jewels what up Jada, the 40+ virgin posse D12 is in the building y'all Hand 2 Hand Dig this That new Swifty McVay exclusive Law Suit y'all