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