Fountain of Youth Ché Noir

[Intro]
Yo, let me talk my shit for a minute
Trust gang shit

[Verse]
Lack of money can cause stress
For a cheque I took a dance with the devil in a prom dress
I was tired of seeing my mom stress
I had a meeting with the man upstairs but I took the wrong steps
I had to get it from the dirt and the sand
Took my talent and motivation turned it to a brand
The first thing on my plans, start a business, get a bag
But it's hard when them crackers got the purse string in they hands
We all pay a price in this game of life
Gamble with it, shake the dice
Hope it lands you where it’s rain and rice
To be honest, I don't take advice from niggas
Who ain't ran up a cheque then lost and had to make it twice
Send my niggas to where you lay at night
Wake you up with a gat in your face
Bitch, say good night!
Oh, she ain’t died, I'ma make it right
I sneak in, kill you and them nurses trying to save your life
Nigga, fuck all that humble shit
I came in the game to be the best, I ain't come for friends
I stay ready, never getting ready, I come with clips
A heat on my waist that I gotta carry with oven mitts
When y'all coming from the same place but our mindset is the difference
Street sweeper, keep the broom like a closet in the kitchen
Come walk a mile in my shoes
The good die young, so we toast with a glass full of fountain of youth
Bitch!