I show these niggas I'm worth everyday I thank Jesus he keep me blessed man get murked everyday My people gone Cause they me strong though that they hurt everyday Told my momma I'm a be But she told me to go to everyday I'm making work everyday I'm getting closer to food that's flow I'm waking everybody up rooster flow And you now you just [?] You fly, you just Rufio I'm in the of a black jeep Feeling wanna trap me (ay) Acting like getting at me (ay) But do is at me (ay) Fly as I'm to be Y'all just some hoes to be, in my holster I ain't got time to be rhyming for (ay) been so good to me I've been in Got so many girls like I've been in (ay) And so many relationships I still ain't as as supposed to be Devil be these rappers and [?] Man it's crazy how niggas need devil to keep up Cheap stuff, I'm so 301 mo, my jeans Looking I'm a Brooklyn prince I know what I'm on the brink of Doing rap tours I'm Rookie Vince My mom had a ten years ago She really been cooking since I her
All my niggas in this bitch All this happened I still smile the shit I ain't really really supposed to here They don't want me But I ain't bout to leave (what what what) All my stay Wildin' in bitch All bullshit happened I still smile through the I ain't really really supposed to here They don't want me But I ain't bout to here (what what what)
I don't give a about shit my nigga I don't give a about shit I give a fuck about shit my nigga
I'm ridin' 'round and my low Nigga what you for Big dick in her I got a big ego hoe Ridin' and my bitch high And her thighs I might fuck that Wildin' out, I might her mine Might blow her Go a nigga, be a real nigga Still rock put it for a kill Never trust a hoe she's gon' fuck whoever feels bigger See seat to my seat Big sunnies he beat I don't no fuck I might come around start heatin' niggas You fake ass rap Like Big Reese might slap All you niggas my now But I even 'bout to tax niggas her ride her passion (ay) All talk no action (ay) No no no type of way Momma said you better For these little D.C. boys, you might get hit a stray Congress parked at MLK, just give us any day Man a lot been on my mind, like how feel when I die Everybody gon' cry, go head build my shrine
All my niggas Wildin' in bitch All this happened I smile through this shit I really really even supposed to here They don't me here But I ain't bout to here (what what what) All my stay Wildin' in this All bullshit happened I smile through this shit I really really even supposed to here They don't want me But I don't bout to leave (what what what)
I give a fuck about shit my nigga I give a fuck about shit