Man them young niggas killing bout Show up at the with the choppers like nothin' Full fifty shots, clear the like nothin' If you made it from the to the top like nothing You don't owe a nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You don't owe a nothing Nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You don't owe a
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 that's when they hate you And when you really got it then when they hate you close him back in the day when we was gettin money Now every time I see the nigga he be actin Don't you niggas see it? I'm a little pressed for talk about the past, told 'em press rewind And I ain't feelin what you ho, you out of place I have you feeling what I'm sprayin' it's on my waist I'm trying to chill, a couple with my lady friend So they can meet me at the in the latest Benz
Nigga you see me getting mine, you get yours Are you the one doing the or you gettin served? Or you the one doing the jackin, or you gettin Or you the one that's hard or you fallin' back And I don't believe in falling back, I'm goin hard They see me fucked up, man I swear to God They praying that I fail, I'm praying that I I guess the hating work so now they tellin lies Oh he did this, and he ain't 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, what the you askin' fo'
And you don't know a nigga, what you hating for? And I ain't going nowhere so you waiting for? Beat the street, this rap cake and ice cream Fuck the selling words, bitch I sold ice the bottom to the top, that's a nice dream How you make it out young? I had a scheme And I don't owe a nigga shit, better get it Just a nigga stayed down each and every night Hands on, yeah I broke my own things Hands on, yeah I counted up my own over here, twenties over there You know the rest, nigga, fives and everywhere