I just down Ferrari to concrete I ain't home and they're talking about me Fuck out my ear if you talking 'bout freedom, don't pay the bills, I'm ballin' all out, B
You rappers know me Nah, I ain't homie If your name M, Ferrari or Tony
I my wheel chromey My my Rolly My my Forty South Jamaica
losses I took in the gut yo The work's still here, I'm cooking it up slow Clear my mind, you whippin' the truck My Pop but he live through his son though
If rap ain't work, be pimpin' on some hoe eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow I'm back like crack over the roll You know, I go the gun go
We on the grind all the 'bout to let a nigga come and snatch mine I a nine, you see the shine I just let your ass slide this time While I get this paper, While I get this paper,
I'm a celebrity (I don't none of y'all) Ghetto (Keep your awards)
I'm a (Take your fake off) Ghetto Ain't nothing changed
The media will test ya, popularity is Porsche Panamera, hammer through the metal Wreck the booth up, I'm too tough inner city grammer Step your jewels up, they bruised up, sparkle for the camera
Harsh reality's what's closing in, holding them from opening Verbal attack all over niggas, push the herd to the back I'm the that they pray on, spending half of their day on Lay on, niggas for days just spray on
My sound knock and in pound Tupac 6-4 jumping like the too hot They me, they chase a nigga down two blocks Two shots in the air for niggas that here
Two tone, two door, gray top, roof Green guap galore in and out of new That bright light you saw was a flash I'm trying to snap a picture your Maserati glass
We on the all the time Ain't to let a nigga come and snatch mine I keep a nine, you see the I just let your ass slide this time While I get this paper, While I get this paper,
'Cause I'm a (I don't need of y'all) Ghetto (Keep your awards)
I'm a (Take your smile off) celebrity Ain't changed nigger
Ain't changed nigger Ain't changed nigger Ain't changed nigger Ain't nothing changed