"Fortune 500" lyrics
Curren$y & Jermaine Dupri Lyrics
"Fortune 500"
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Fortune 500
Buying Porsches for my cousins
We would open fortune cookies they would say expect a lot of nothin'
Waitin' for help, save yourself, ain't nobody comin'
His plot was murder, my homie at the luncheon
He attend and he had them niggas numbered, knew they couldn't get one up on him
They hear Spitta flowing they say "Turn that shit up, dawg"
I fuck with him, winter time Cullinan
Tryna find where the summer went
Is he above the law? Do he got ties to the government? Lumen errors
I get money with White-collar crime, animal fines
Lean ya punishments, I heard that you should buy a company
Every chance you get, pinpoint the downfalls and revamp that shit
That's how them tycoons cash in
High in the boardroom, ain't no maskin' it
But I came from the Loodoo, pass that here
We popped the champagne like it's the championship
Papered up now
My son know the difference between a start-up house and what a mansion is
Nigga, don't sleep on the South
I know some G's who about to stress you out
You Trey asking Doughboy to let you out
But this ain't what you 'bout
Homie, this a crash course, please reassess your route
Niggas better put Daytons on the high where I give my homies in LA a shout out
Rollin' my own top-shelf zone
Top shelf preppin' five-star meals in my home
I'm from New Orleans, nigga was ballin', niggas saw 'em
Nigga kick the door in, four in the mornin'
Flippin furniture over lookin' for it, they robbin'
Raw shit, that's what raw is
Ain't no rules over here, dawg, it's sorry
Dog eat doggy, peeped the warning
Fresh as an Easter pink Ralph Lauren
Mid-mounting engine in my my Corvette roaring when I start it
Niggas hating when they should be applaudin'
But that's the way it is
Shit treacherous, did drug deals over record deals
Ball players still dealin' with they own shit
Coaches and GMs run offices, they slave owners
Shut up, dribble, nigga
Tackle a quarterback, we don't wanna hear your opinion
Who got shot, who didn't
Who cut the motherfuckin' locks off the building
Nigga better shut up 'fore they kill 'em
Talkin' all that shit is dangerous if we all get it
Share the vision, a beautiful picture
We all lookin' like money 'cause we all worth millions
We all lookin' like money 'cause we all worth millions
Okay, what's assets?
Assets are things that bring money to your bank account
What's liabilities?
Liabilities are things that take money out your bank account
Entrepreneurship is the act of becoming an entrepreneur
What's entrepreneurship?
Entrepreneurship is a process of setting up a business or businesses
Taking on a greater than normal-
Financial risk
What's an entrepreneur?
Entrepreneur is a person that organizes and operates a business or businesses
Also taking on a greater than normal-
Financial risk
What's financial mean?
Money
And what's risk mean?
Chance
Come on
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EP:
"For Motivational Use Only, Vol. 1" (2023)
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