side 'Cause it don't matter to me It don't matter to me It don't matter to me It don't matter to me It don't matter to me 'Cause there'll always be
it, I ain't even goin that route (fuck it) I just do it like I do it 'cause the streets love it (love it) I hold it down, never bound, out of state thuggin
It's get it how you live with me Busters don't know how to deal with me; it's all real with me All the street niggaz scared of me All the hot girls
know you clowns don't like it, gotta accept it You don't, get wetted - I know you gotta respect it You don't want Geezy bringin' drama to your set'n' I know you don't
chill; let's talk bread! Them niggaz in the way of the money let's shoot their head The rest of them suckers have scattered it don't matter! I try to
if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself tryna stop me I'm cocky, rap's "Rocky
want it baby? yeah I want you so get on it baby yeah true do you need it baby? you know I do wanna eat it baby? if you want me to [69 Boyz] my grandmamma
I can feel it in the light and it's got to be true You can't live by bread alone, you won't be satisfied You can't roll away the stone if your hands are
be the man that I should hope to me Another dope MC, out in the open sea Hopin' that the sharks aren't approachin' me Totally mind in tact, and I don't do it
ways And it just won't matter, spring or fall There's bread to win and shots to call And there ain't nobody out there Just a wild uncertainty It's in
Mistake It Girl My Time Is Limited And I Aint Tryna Waste It All On You You Had Your Chance Now Its Gone You Had A Man Now You Don't Back To The
bring your ? cause I always win the match Run up in your dressing room chair to your head Then I choke slam your manager and leave with the bread Don't matter
got bread You look a little hungry I ain't even that hungry, that's how I look at it Butter side up, butter side down Doesn't matter to me If you got
son? (Cuz the nigga asked for it, man, shit I fucked a nigga up, man) Yo, it's New Year's, yo (get back to me, muthafucka) Yo, it's New Year's son (fuck
they ain't go no matters Young boys round here, they don't know my status And niggaz looking for a full time jack move But they don't know, that these
could bust rhymes for fun,or cut MC's like a knife But the topic I love is the drama of life So don't diss me don't dare,I feel you should care You may
Bread [Chorus:] And I'm Getting It... I'm Getting It I Ain't Talkin About It I'm Living It I'm Getting It... Straight Getting It G-G-G-G-G-G-Get Get
gate We gon' ride [Chorus] [Jay-Z - over Chorus] Uh-huh, uh-huh Geah Don't even worry about it though, you ain't missed nuttin It only gets better,