They like: ya doing? Why ya still here? I'm like a pistol rap, damn I live here about trends, I sit and shit, I did here This man music, you popular with the kids here Yeah, I put on like 'nem If they help me put on, ya know I'm feedin' If roaching, you would never ever see me with them And if I tell her, "Come with me!", you know she him I'm just saying, look, I got it like Yeah, the haters took it from me, but I got it back If you got some bitch up in ya, spot it like that If the bag ain't heavy, well, then it's not the right bag,
Laughing at these haters tryna block my Always act like it's not my time Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my They might away my body, but can't lock my mind
I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit) I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I owe you niggas shit) I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you shit) I don't owe you shit, I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
What ya want, homie? I don't owe shit, Bet ya never got told "No" quick (Hell nah) Now, ya mad at me, huh? I'm on ya shit Do it then, and what you get is foot and this fist See you in the kitchen, he just the deal I'm in my home, countin' money, a million for real I'm a boss, but I hustle like I'm in the field If I say "Fuck you!", I ain't playing, bitch, the feeling is I'm swimming pool cool, I don't trip like that You gon' a nigga empty out a clip like that You don't want a see body bag zipped like that I'm repping? Screwed Up Click, Hoover Crip like that
Laughing at haters tryna block my shine tryna act like it's not my time Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and my dime? They lock away my body, but can't lock my mind
I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit) I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you shit) I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit) I don't owe you shit, I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
They Johnny what I spent on my chain And how many karats, what kind of diamonds in this Did he make payments or did he all the change? Probably wanna if I wear Polo drawers or Hanes Would ya look at that I know he ain't doing bad "Can I get a dollars?" They see me, that's what they ask Smell like some Reggie, they see me, that's what pass I be like, "Damn, y'all must be doing bad!" But that my bidness, I got shit to do You already know I ain't shit to you And to my money, baby, I ain't into you Drop you off and go get money, what I'm fin to do
Laughing at these haters block my shine Always tryna act like it's not my Why you 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my dime? They might lock away my body, but can't lock my
I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you shit) I don't owe you niggas shit, (I don't owe you niggas shit) I don't owe you niggas shit, (I don't owe you niggas shit) I owe you niggas shit, I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)