Rick Ross - I Wonder Why Lyrics
[Intro]The day you decide to get you some moneyNigga ***** your friendsAin’t no friends we ain’t even on thatAll these niggas taking Instagrams, selfiesPoint me to the moneyPoint me to the moneyBusiness, big businessMaybach businessIf you ain’t with it I don’t ***** with you[Hook]You ain’t gotta hold my hand, and point me to the moneyKeep it real with me nigga and you won’t be disappointedMy brother caught a L and I still write him every monthHe told me sell his guns and I still got ‘em in the trunkI wonder why, I wonder whyI wonder why, sometimes I wonder whyI wanna shine just like the summertimeThey say them folk gave him a heap of time[Verse 1]Nappy-headed nigga, pocket full of crack rockNineteen, living like a *****ing rap starWatching from my porch you thought it was a *****ing filmOne day he buy the car, next day the *****ing rimsCurly-headed *****es, tall and they slimThey know I’m [?] but see I know it’s himNever testify, I seen it in his eyeAttempted murder on his life in that 360, ahWith my two eyesTwo different pistolsOne with registered and one to get your issueI wonder why, sometimes I wonder whyAll this fame and fortune leave you traumatized[Hook]You ain’t gotta hold my hand, and point me to the moneyKeep it real with me nigga and you won’t be disappointedMy brother caught a L and I still write him every monthHe told me sell his guns and I still got ‘em in the trunkI wonder why, I wonder whyI wonder why, sometimes I wonder whyI wanna shine just like the summertimeThey say them folk gave him a heap of time[Bridge]Now I’m being followed by some creepy-ass crackerNow I’m being followed by some creepy-ass crackerStand your ground, stand your groundStand your ground, you gotta stand your ground[Verse 2]Got on my hoodie and my mother*****ing Desert EagleYou wanna do me, then you go and tell the peopleKnock me down, temp drops as the sun riseI could see a hustler in my son’s eyesI never knew that money bring so many enemiesDreams come true, they dream of killing meBut it’s ***** ‘em and I feed ‘em fishThem killers coming, ‘X’ you off the list[Bridge]Now I’m being followed by some creepy-ass crackerNow I’m being followed by some creepy-ass crackerStand your ground, stand your groundStand your ground, you gotta stand your ground[Hook]You ain’t gotta hold my hand, and point me to the moneyKeep it real with me nigga and you won’t be disappointedMy brother caught a L and I still write him every monthHe told me sell his guns and I still got ‘em in the trunkI wonder why, I wonder whyI wonder why, sometimes I wonder whyI wanna shine just like the summertimeThey say them folk gave him a heap of time[Outro: Rachel Jeantel](Okay, they’re having trouble hearing you, so take your time)Creepy-ass crackaAnd then he said [bleep](And he’s still following you?)Yes…
