Envy Lyrics by Fat Joe

Envy Lyrics

    Yo This is going out to all my peeps locked down
    Charlie Rock, LD
    All my peeps who passed away, yeah

    Verse 1:

    I remember when we used to chill on a hill
    When Forest Projects, used to be Godsville
    Brothers was wilin, others was cool
    Some hit the island, some smoked fools
    Me I chose the life of crime since day one
    13 years old, already trying to cop a gun
    I never understood why my pops would beat me
    No matter what I did, yo he'd still mistreat me
    That's why I never listened to a thing he said
    And I wasn't just mad when I used to wish him dead
    Instead, me and Ma Dukes kept tight
    Promised that one day everything would be alright
    14 Years old, cutting mad classes
    Puffing on a bone, breaking car glasses
    Nothing but dreams of cream on my mind
    Shook motherfuckers on the block droppin dime
    Everybody knew Joey Crack represented
    And if I told then I'd take your life
    Hey Yo, I meant it
    That's the way it goes
    When you deal with the real fake jacks
    And get your cap peeled

    CHORUS:

    Hey Joey, let's just get this money
    Brothas just be wilin
    Hey Joey, you can't trust nobody
    Brothas they been triflin

    Verse 2:

    Yeah Momma never said life would be so hard
    sometimes i find myself alone just praying to god
    Hoping that today won't be the last
    I mean, Just the other day this kid I knew got blasted
    (Say Word) Word, it wasn't over no cash.
    It was over some broad who liked to auction off the ass
    He was a cool kid, although we lost him big
    If he was a real nigga, then he wouldn't have got did
    Life's trife, and then you die
    Nobody dies of old age, but in the hands of another guy
    That's why I keeps an alibi
    Juliani wants to see a brother fry
    So I maintain to keep my mind peace focused
    Keep the gat there in case a nigga wanna smoke this
    Times are difficult on the streets of New York
    It's kinda hard trying to hope for and not get caught
    Blue eyes is on my back with intentions of arresting me
    But they won't get the best of me
    Cause riches are my destiny

    CHORUS

    Verse 3:

    No one expected me to blow like this
    What was once hand me downs
    Is now the best of ??atanovich??
    Yukon Jeeps creepin through the streets
    Catching the eye of every big booty cheek freak
    Daten rims so shiny you can see your reflection
    Green plush interior, under the seat
    The heat for protection
    Momma look at me now
    Got a house in Long Isle for my spouse and my child
    D.E.L. condos for first impression hoes
    No more holes in my gibros
    Strictly denim and clothes
    Airwaves blasting my latest single
    All up in the Mecca Club
    Making Lucci while I mingle
    Jingle jewels in the face of past enemies
    Eat your heart out son, you never was a friend to me

    CHORUS

    Big Joe, South Bronx
    Represeeeeeent

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