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Story behind the song
50 Cent - "Places To Go"
Lyrics
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See I got places to go... Cuz I got people to see
If you aint talkin' bout dough... Then you ain't speakin' to me
I got money on my mind, so my money equals time... You can find me gettin busy on my grizzy or grind
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This is break time right here, I make mines right here / You can't ride right here, cuz fakes die right here
Jeah, I'm talkin paper stackin', magic workers make it happen / Thangs for clappin', down bottomed bitches just because they was nappin'
They tappin' phones, in our homes, wit these homo's that's listenin' / To these clones, in these songs but they don't know the difference is
If you really slangin' crack, in fact I'll take it back / But you go from shootin' clubs, bangin' guns, to bangin' tracks
It makes no sense man, I'm actually pissed fam / Ya'll say ya'll got crack bars, but ya'll only pitch grams
We get crammed and fed bull from bullshitters / These whack cats is pussies that got pulled from full litters
My cools gettin hotter, wit my temper on the rise / So it should come as no surprise, if you look me in my eyes
And see why I stay blowed, chasin' after peso's / The world is mine, I'm just takin' back what they stole
Lay low unless you want an incidental scene / That can occur before you stir from livin ya dreams
This the cream of the crop, bring my team to the top / We some quiet nigga's, thugs only scream when they shot
So we scheme and we plot, cuz spots is openin constantly / They seen what I got, they strictly focused on blockin' me
But I know where I gotta be, so I'm steadily headin' there / Beef behind me, if it's ahead, then I'll dead it there
I care about no-one, not even my own sake / C'mon I'll be long gone, for bread that we gon break
In half's and half halves, mad at what I have had / You can have hands on you for grabbin the bad bag
Fags rockin' mad flags, claimin' they got war stripes / Brave until they tossed life, than they can't keep they jaws tight
I'm alright, right now, ridin' wit the right crowd / Slide round in somethin' light brown, wit some nice sounds
My sights sound bright as a light lit in a dark room / I've fought goons, I can get you easily lost soon
Around noon, we duel you die in a rain gutter / I ain't stutter, this is not a game fucker
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