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