Man them young niggas killing nothing up at the spot with the choppers like nothin' Full fifty shots, the block like nothin' If you made it the bottom to the top like nothing You don't owe a nigga Nothing, nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You don't owe a nigga Nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You don't owe a
Put your cups in the air, I'd to make a toast In it goes down, yeah you know I got my toast And when you really from the streets that's they hate you most And when you got it then that's when they hate you close Knew him in the day when we was gettin money Now every time I see the nigga he be actin Don't you see it? I'm a little pressed for time Wanna talk the past, told 'em press rewind And I ain't feelin you sayin ho, you out of place I have you what I'm sprayin' yeah it's on my waist I'm trying to chill, smoke a with my lady friend So they can meet me at the in the latest Benz
Nigga you see me mine, you better get yours Are you the one doing the or you gettin served? Or you the one doing the jackin, or you jacked Or you the one that's goin hard or you fallin' And I don't believe in falling back, bitch I'm goin wanna see me fucked up, man I swear to God They that I fail, I'm praying that I rise I guess the didn't work so now they tellin lies Oh he ain't did this, and he did that Boy keep it real wit ya self, you he lived that You ain't real, you don't give em what they for Such a real nigga, the fuck you askin' fo'
And you don't even a nigga, what you hating for? And I ain't going so what you waiting for? Beat the street, this rap shit and ice cream Fuck the selling words, bitch I ice cream From the bottom to the top, a nice dream How you make it out I had a nice scheme And I don't owe a nigga shit, better get it know a nigga stayed down each and every night Hands on, yeah I broke down my own Hands on, yeah I counted up my own Fifties over here, twenties over You know the rest, nigga, fives and everywhere