Lyrics Eight Ways - Ace Hood

See you are what you are in this world
It's either one or two things
Either you're somebody, or you're nobody
Politics as usual, in my new juelz
Tailor made Armani suit, yeah that's gon' fit me well
Givenchy be my cologne, them hoes will go and smell
Mr hood gonna give you games, on just not how to fail
One: never lay your head the same place you instead to sell
Two: God forbid you go to jail you just don't never tell
Three: gotta watch them niggars around you cause of jealousy
Four: friends close but be closer with your enemies
Five: business and pleasure never really go together
Six: never, ever let nobody see your stach of chaddar
Seven: loyalty over loyalty I put God first
Eight: most important your at the table, now what you worth
You not dinning at my table bringing nothing to it
I done hustle for my youngings that's who I influence
Cracking lobster, and rocking fur like a fucking mobster
Versace mansion with campanions, discussing comma's
You may see foreign, never will you see me sweat
Promoters sending me deposit while they sending threats
Abu-dhabi in maseratti, l'am kamikaze
My Spanish mami gon' bless her papi with sloppy toppy
Never loved 'em, never trust 'em, Jesus made that mistake
Stack your money, feed your family, go buy some real estate
Survin' junkies wasn't for me, l'am trynna educate
Bossin' up a hundred million welcome to heavyweight
Politics as usual, in my new juelz
Tailor made Armani suit, yeah that's gon' fit me well
Givenchy be my cologne, them hoes will go and smell
Mr hood gonna give you games, on just not how to fail
One: never lay your head the same place you instead to sell
Two: God forbid you go to jail you just don't never tell
Three: gotta watch them niggars around you cause of jealousy
Four: friends close but be closer with your enemies
Five: business and pleasure never really go together
Six: never, ever let nobody see your stach of chaddar
Seven: loyalty over loyalty I put God first
Eight: most important your at the table, now what you worth
Money come then it goes, how much for your soul
Fancy whips, designer clothes, tell your friends to foes
Know that everything that glitters, isn't solid gold
You never know the hand you dealt, but just don't ever fold
Stacking figures, so essential, younging l'am thinking bigger
Not a victim, beat the system, not just another niggar
Hating on you, preying on it, they wanna see you fail
Trayvon Martin, Eric Garner welcome to fucking hell
Play it clever, watch the devil's preying, Lord is my Shepherd
Do your thing, and keep it sided, business don't mix with pleasure
Know some people, know some secrets, swear I will never tell 'em
Wake up grinding like you're broke, and you'll be good forever
Politics as usual, in my new juelz
Tailor made Armani suit, yeah that's gon' fit me well
Givenchy be my cologne, them hoes will go and smell
Mr hood gonna give you games, on just not how to fail
One: never lay your head the same place you instead to sell
Two: God forbid you go to jail you just don't never tell
Three: gotta watch them niggars around you cause of jealousy
Four: friends close but be closer with your enemies
Five: business and pleasure never really go together
Six: never, ever let nobody see your stach of chaddar
Seven: loyalty over loyalty I put God first
Eight: most important your at the table, now what you worth