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Wolfman Video (MV)




Performed By: Phoenix
Language: English
Length: 2:54
Written by: Dean Jere




Phoenix - Wolfman Lyrics




Parents sent me to school
Saved my life so I am grateful
Schools don't teach how to Multiply Real Dollars
Your kids don't need jobs
They need Boss in their Medulla
Plant the money tress when You Young
Smaller, Energy don't Last
Disappears when You Older
Trying to be rich Weighs
Heavy like a Boulder
Peace I am like Yoda
My Guza heavy Consumer
I am trying to straighten her Up
Let's Focus on making Mula
You only getting Broke
Trying to look more Cooler
That Gold Ent Worth it less it
Makes you more Paper
Once your Health Depletes
You can't afford to Stand in Line Them Health Care Bill's
Ent Sweet like the Wine
We Chill too Much Make Money No Time, Some people celebrate
When the country Ent doing Fine

I watch from the Shadows
Is where I am handling Mine
Move with a Weapon
Cos high levels of Crime
Wanna make a Million dollars
From Zero, Nickels and Dimes
I am the best in the City
The Lord is giving me signs
Check the vibration my
Nigga it's just Science
We Ent playing here
My nigga look at the Times
Elon Musk made it
For me I am still Trying

I know I speak in Code
Try to crack it you Evolve
Zodiac Killer on the Mic
I have a Knife
Could never be a Killer
Less You Take My Brothers Life
Vengeance is for the Gods
Don't Turn me to a God
I need the almighty
Just to keep my Resolve
It's taken more than Hell
Just for me to Forgive
It's so hard to Cry
So the Pain is like Death
You could hear my
Pain even if you was Deaf
See the ground shake
As I take my last breath
I am not from Earth
Make Change With one step
Always an Underdog
Became Wolf among Sheep

This Life that we Chose
I know it doesn't come Cheap
No stressing Dawg
I need a Soul to make reap
You reap what you Saw
So my hustle runs Deep
If the Soul Reaper Coming
I'll trade my Keep
Please don't take me Now
I've got a Legacy to Flip
Money off these records
So my fam Affords a Jeep

And a house, and a G five and a space Ship... every motherf*cking thing

Me I am like Pac
I need to Two Madonna's
One is not enough
Cause I have two cojones
I want big Money
Like I am Jordan
Hustle like I want big Dollars
What's the point man
See the End is Upon Us
Still people Kill for A Bonus
Even Sell their souls For Diplomas Machines Taking Your Job, You a Goner
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Parents sent me to school
Saved my life so I am grateful
Schools don't teach how to Multiply Real Dollars
Your kids don't need jobs
They need Boss in their Medulla
Plant the money tress when You Young
Smaller, Energy don't Last
Disappears when You Older
Trying to be rich Weighs
Heavy like a Boulder
Peace I am like Yoda
My Guza heavy Consumer
I am trying to straighten her Up
Let's Focus on making Mula
You only getting Broke
Trying to look more Cooler
That Gold Ent Worth it less it
Makes you more Paper
Once your Health Depletes
You can't afford to Stand in Line Them Health Care Bill's
Ent Sweet like the Wine
We Chill too Much Make Money No Time, Some people celebrate
When the country Ent doing Fine

I watch from the Shadows
Is where I am handling Mine
Move with a Weapon
Cos high levels of Crime
Wanna make a Million dollars
From Zero, Nickels and Dimes
I am the best in the City
The Lord is giving me signs
Check the vibration my
Nigga it's just Science
We Ent playing here
My nigga look at the Times
Elon Musk made it
For me I am still Trying

I know I speak in Code
Try to crack it you Evolve
Zodiac Killer on the Mic
I have a Knife
Could never be a Killer
Less You Take My Brothers Life
Vengeance is for the Gods
Don't Turn me to a God
I need the almighty
Just to keep my Resolve
It's taken more than Hell
Just for me to Forgive
It's so hard to Cry
So the Pain is like Death
You could hear my
Pain even if you was Deaf
See the ground shake
As I take my last breath
I am not from Earth
Make Change With one step
Always an Underdog
Became Wolf among Sheep

This Life that we Chose
I know it doesn't come Cheap
No stressing Dawg
I need a Soul to make reap
You reap what you Saw
So my hustle runs Deep
If the Soul Reaper Coming
I'll trade my Keep
Please don't take me Now
I've got a Legacy to Flip
Money off these records
So my fam Affords a Jeep

And a house, and a G five and a space Ship... every motherf*cking thing

Me I am like Pac
I need to Two Madonna's
One is not enough
Cause I have two cojones
I want big Money
Like I am Jordan
Hustle like I want big Dollars
What's the point man
See the End is Upon Us
Still people Kill for A Bonus
Even Sell their souls For Diplomas Machines Taking Your Job, You a Goner
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Writer: Dean Jere
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