Lyrics Power - 100s, J. Folks

Power

Power
Power
Power
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Fuck I need a friend for?
Power
Power
Power
Livin' life reckless
'Cause a nigga rather be feared than respected
Power, nigga, yeah, it’s conquer time
Bury me in all gold with my concubines
In the center of a military convoy, clear the streets
Yeah, this nigga wanted power since he was a small boy
Everything I’m buyin', I can buy it five times
In a fortress on a island, 'cause the power’s all mine
My mama called, she said, «Never shit in yo bed
Why you never call?
It’s 'cause the power got to yo head»
Said, «I gotta call you back», niggas ain’t hearin' that
Once you tasted power, then there’s really no goin' back
Got a down bitch, hot bod, that’s how I’m feelin'
Since I got the power, I don’t give a fuck about her feelings
She said a nigga changed, and I say
«Bitch, just stop complaining
'Cause you wasn’t sayin' shit
When we vacationed in the Caymans»
She said that I disgust her, and she threw my ring back at me
I just sparked a hunnid, poured up, and then laughed at her
Power
Power
Power
Money, cars, clothes, hoes
Fuck I need a friend for?
Power
Power
Power
Livin' life reckless
'Cause a nigga rather be feared than respected
Threesome in a glass shower, foamin' off the past hour
Doin' powder, then I hit the club to feel mo' power
Bottle in my hand, shirt off, yelling «west side»
Feelin' like a god, bitch, feelin' like I can’t die
Unstable, feelin' incomplete without the money
Fuck the world, they just tryin' to take the power from me
My right hand tellin' me slow down please
Thinkin' I don’t know he fucked my bitch while I was overseas
Cancel that nigga, cancel that bitch
Never played you, nigga, I fuckin' made you, nigga
But I ain’t really trippin', man, I treat it like a misdemeanor
Niggas say they lost me once I let the power get between us
25, Bay power, never takin' nights off
Watch some niggas pullin' up behind me with the lights off
Fuckin' shots fired, it’s the end for me
Shit, I guess the power was the end of me
See, I come from the front, hit his neck with the pump
Put his head on the roof, and his body in the trunk
Went straight for his sixes, then rinsed the boss off
Threw them big bitches in my 'Lac, then I rode off
Nigga, I’m a mac, every bitch know I get payed
I got the dubs on my back, like MJ
Back in his day, yes, I’m back with the K
Keep hating till your legs and your waste get separated
That’s when you gon' really hate me, that was just an illustration
Comin' at me indirect, nigga, what you in for, death?
Nigga, and you don’t want it with the blood hounds
East bound town nigga with the long pounds
Long round, put your mind on the ground
For a really long time, on my side of the town
And it’s gonna be awhile before the rollers arrive
But he gon' give me his attire when I pull out the five, nigga
Power