They like: ya doing? Why ya still here? I'm like a pistol rap, damn bitch I live Forgot trends, I sit and shit, I did here This grown man music, you popular with the here Yeah, I put on like Jeezy If they help me put on, ya know I'm them If they roaching, you would ever see me with them And if I tell her, "Come me!", you know she leaving him I'm just saying, look, I got it like Yeah, the haters took it me, but I got it right back If you got some bitch up in ya, spot it like that If the bag ain't heavy, well, then not the right bag, yeah
Laughing at these haters tryna my shine tryna act like it's not my time Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my might lock away my body, but can't lock my mind
I don't owe you niggas shit, kids (I 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 owe you niggas shit) I owe you niggas 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 "No" this quick (Hell nah) Now, ya mad at me, huh? I'm on ya shit Do it then, and what you get is this and this fist See you in the kitchen, he sealing the deal I'm in my home, countin' money, a million for real I'm a boss, but I hustle I'm still in the field If I say "Fuck you!", I ain't playing, bitch, the is real 'Cause I'm swimming pool cool, I don't trip like You make a nigga empty out a clip like that You don't want a see that bag zipped like that What I'm repping? Up Click, Hoover Crip like that
Laughing at these haters block my shine Always act like it's not my time Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and my dime? They might lock 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 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 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 ring Did he make or did he drop all the change? Probably wanna know if I wear Polo drawers or Would ya look at house? I know he ain't doing bad "Can I get a dollars?" They see me, that's what they ask Smell like Reggie, they see me, that's what they pass I be like, "Damn, y'all must be doing bad!" But ain't my bidness, I got shit to do You already I ain't giving shit to you And to my money, baby, I really into you you off and go get money, that's what I'm fin to do
Laughing at these tryna block my shine Always tryna act like not my time Why you worried 'bout my nickels, and 'bout my They might lock away my body, but can't lock my
I owe you niggas shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas shit) I don't owe you shit, kids (I don't owe you niggas 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)