E-40, Cousin Fik - Fired Up lyrics

The streets is my financial advisor
When I see other people havin' their money
I get inspired
I'm far from a hater, that's what I'm not
I'm a congratulator
Tell 'em "I see you" and give 'em props
From my savings in my socks on
The block and flea-flickin' rocks
Getting beat up by cops to
Buying mansions on mountaintops
No more going to the
Station getting fingerprinted
The only time I get fingerprinted now
Is when I close escrow
Still with the activation, still
With the mannishness, blowin' cannabis
Strains of that cookie blue fertilized
In that bat boo boo
That there guano or maybe
Them chicken droppings
Girl Scout cookie and Gorilla Glue crossing
Some can't comprehend what I'm saying 'cause
They way out of touch
And they square as a box of
Fruity Pebbles and Cocoa Puffs
Out the loop like a hula hoop
Get they game from the 'net
I get my game from the
Soil, the turf, the trenches, the set

Tool on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw wired up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't high enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna fire up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)
Fired up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)
Fired up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)

UH! Verse two
I'ma make it do what it do
My nigga, I don't know about you
But, I'm about my business like a Jew
My diamonds be flexin' and pokin'
Out like a titty nipple
The way I be dressin' is kinda
Fly for a bigger niggro
Too blessed to be stressin', I reckon
Life is a bitch plead the fifth
No confessin' and I'm too thorough to snitch
Watchin' Trapflix
Rollin' a spliff in the afternoon
On the couch in the living room
With my lady on Blue Lagoon
I stay timin', I'm a tycoon
Like my vodka coming out soon
I ain't lying, I never do, I'm a factor
You could be too bIATCH!

Tool on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw wired up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't high enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna fire up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)
Fired up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)
Fired up, fired up, fired up

Financials used to be ugly but
Now they gorgeous and lovely
When my paper was injured it
Made a speedy recovery
They say I'm short-tempered
I'll shoot you right in your artery
I'm begging you
Asking you not to try me or bother me
Earth is my turf and my soil
Gravel or property
And these suckas and haters is
Hella bad for the economy
I go bad on these batches and
I don't do no apology
Razor-sharp like a cactus and
I believe in astrology
Loyalty, not dishonesty, THC, I blow broccoli
I'm a fixture in the game
I'm tryna build a monopoly
I want the money, fuck the fame
So break me off somethin' properly
And you can find me getting high
And drinking brew on the balcony bIATCH!

Tool on me in the club, yeah, I'm plyered up
Talk shit, get hit, jaw wired up
Roll another 'wood up, I ain't high enough
Where the bottles at? We here tryna fire up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)
Fired up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)
Fired up, fired up, fired up
(We finna get this motherfucker fired up)