Tony Cartel - GodFather Flow lyrics

[ Intro ] Dis Dat Tony Coleone sh** f**ing Rats [ Chorus 2x ] I Be Getting To That Money Man You Can Tell A n***a Been Balling I Don' Seen A Whole Lot Of sh** I Don' Paid A Whole Lot Of Lawyers Started Off In The Streets n***as But I Took The sh** Way Farther You Ain't f**ing Wit A Rap n***a You f**ing Wit A GodFather [ Verse 1 ] f** Around Wit The Street sh** I Don' Seen It All Let Me Tell You Nine Years Old Kicked Up Out The Home We Was Living Out A Shelter sh** Was Looking Real Dark Man We Was Forced To Live In Parks Wit My Mamma Hard Wasn't Nobody There To Help Us f** It I Gotta Get It However Little n***a Wasn't Full Grown Started Off Wit A Few Zones Said f** That Time To Hit The Road Twenty Years Old Selling Twenty Bows Just Touched Down In Your College Town n***a What's The Goal Break Em All Down Triple The Amount Right Back To The Store Cheaper Than Before Young n***a Got Established Lifestyle Got Lavish n***as Fiending Like A Addict Get The Money Gotta Have It Dope Dealer Mathematics Young n***as They Be Wild'in So I Keep A Automatic If Some sh** Got Dramatic n***as Come Up Short But The Money Keep Adding Five Fifty Automatic Push bu*ton For The Start Eating Shrimp By The Cart Turn The Hustle To A Art n***a Gotta Move Smart n***as They Be Wit The Narcs Man Them Things Came Across Counting Bricks Mazel Tov co*ktail Molotov In Case A n***a Running Off Started Off Wit The Green Graduated To The Soft Now I'm Really In The Zone Stretching Work By The Stove Never Talking On The Phone If You Wanna Place An Order Make That n***a Come Alone Best Work In The Town Now The Word Getting Round n***as Wanna Meet Up First You Gotta Pat Em Down Cause The Cheese Make The Rats Come Around Now My Name Ringing In The Streets Got A Plug Named Calibres He Can Give Me Bout Ten A Week And I Stepped On I Can Sell It Cheap I Can Tell He Was He Was A Wise Guy He Was Organized Wit The Finance He Thought A n***a How To Keep The Books And To Treat The Beef Like Five Guys Cause These n***as Wanna Take The Stand On Me f** Putting Them Hands On You I Can Dig A Hole In Sand For You Build Blueprint Plans On You Young n***as That'll k** For Nothing Might As Well Get Something From It Do Your Homework On Em Youngin Catch A n***a While He In The Kitchen Right Before He Get To Water Whipping Sit Him Down And Make A Proposition One That A n***a Can't Refuse If He Do Then He Can Make The News No Evidence And No Witnesses If You Do It Right Then They Won't Have A Clue They Say Crime Don't Pay I'm Living Proof If You See It Through That It Really Do [ Outro ] Look Man This Street sh** Man This sh** Ain't For Everybody Man The Odds Already Stacked Against You But You Do It Right Man You Can Be A GodFather In This sh** But You Gotta Be Able To See sh** From Every Angle It's Gon' Be Somebody Close To You Family, Or Friends Try To Be The End Of You Gotta Be Able To Think Like Those Around You They Won't Your Spot [ Chorus ] I Be Getting To That Money Man You Can Tell A n***a Been Balling I Don' Seen A Whole Lot Of sh** I Don' Paid A Whole Lot Of Lawyers Started Off In The Streets n***as But I Took The sh** Way Farther You Ain't f**ing Wit A Rap n***a You f**ing Wit A GodFather