Yeah, These hated But I told I would make it from the bottom Look, I made this shit Baby, I'm back on the My baby at me like "Dammit I when you back on the shits" Looked at her like I- I- I- gotta stack it and it Yeah, is Fargo shit man (Laughs) I go missin' for a month and is what you do
1] Wait, take ya'll way back, way way back From the old school, the Maybach Whoever back And put the Leaf on the Jays hat I was on chillin' wit my niggas On the corner fuckin' the felons for the Honda Civic Pacin', outta stair cases, in the ceilin' Dawg, I just a new job Want my old girl to get a my new girl to get a new job "2pac, 2pac, 2pac!" 2 Glocks strapped up my waist For any nigga around my way Mini mac, For haters in the In mini black jansport backpack Nigga, fact, uh blunts wit my nigga Rocky All we do is go, all we do is go, all we do is go No, no, ain't can stop me I remember shit Livin' check to to check to check hoes neck to neck to neck to neck to neck To to neck to neck, wait
She fuckin Fargo I don't be stressin' these Ridin' around with that You on me
I be stressin' these hoes I just pour liquor for that's it I do not fuck wit you You on me And I wait to blow on you I can't wait to on you I can't to blow I can't to blow on you I can't wait to on you I wait to blow
2] Wait, niggas hatin' on me like I pay for I slave for it Wasn't workin' night to to day for it Had to for it Had to spend a extra days for it Bitch, I know, I know, I know, I Couple that go hand in head I'm talkin, hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe, Hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe I so-and-so is in your new car 2 friends for my 2 See I love a bitch got a few flaws Show my old bitches to my new I got old bitches, I got new New flows, cars, Bentley whip, Ferrari I'm Ari gold in I'm fuckin' that's on your squad Fargo, me Argentina to be the reason Why your bitches never get to see ya Never, ever, ever, ever, Me forever, ever, ever, ever, yeah niggas jealous of us Gettin' hella, hella, hella Got an in my Hella Yela Women me like I'm on the Ellen show bars for my felon flow Niggas hard hearin' to em Gotta hit em that Hellen Keller flow I fucked a lot of bitches, Lord me Father God I did a lot of sinnin' Now, I'm every one of my decisions Cause I know the fact that though I'm livin' Nigga under hardly good conditions So in my Gotta MOB on the Gotta squad on the Audemaur got me fuckin' every damn in there like "Dawg, dawg, I got all the bitches" Subtractin' all you weak Stack money, money, till all addition, wait
I don't be stressin' these I pour liquor for niggas that's it I don't wit you though You on me I wait to blow on you I wait to blow on you I can't to blow I can't to blow on you I wait to blow on you I can't to blow