I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, just down for my riches, I figure it a million or 500.000 tapes To officially gold or platinum status why I'm always at this
Practise, in and out tha 24-7 My occupation, is how I make my livin' I get mostly everywhere I go Can do my thing without a popo
All up in my mix, 'cause I'm tryin' to And get a grip weight fame Born and raised in tha valley south The part of Cali, 'bout my mail
Struggle and all my life in a world of grief motherfuckers wanna knock me of my feet But I'mma on steppin' and gettin' bigger I'm not a ass nigga
I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, down for my riches
Not to long ago I'm off to the bank to my cheque The lady wouldn't give me no damn respect She started hella snotty, kinda prejudiced I guess she didn't like the way that a nigga was
Before I could get my foot in the door, right The bitch already had a brother like me Ready to the button with no delay I said a minute, baby, you mistakin' me for Andre
I'm not a rat wanna be I wouldn't rob a bank for publicity I get it honestly, so have no fear I more in a week than you do in a year
Straight out tha geto, hillside wid it records and tapes and I'm the president So don't go thinkin' that brother is out to get ya I'm not a ass nigga
I'm not a nuttin' ass nigga, down for my riches
Sometimes my language is vulgar, profanity I try not to trip when parents