I just wanna know how niggas to jail on niggas, coming back home and it still being cool I just wanna how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with fifty thousand followers Ain't got no money in real life, but still popping, I wanna know I wanna know, if a nigga ain't really it in, but acting like he putting it in still letting it fly like it's cool, I really wanna know man This shit getting different out here getting spooky
Now when that went down with Chris, you wrote a check In New Orleans wore my chain to get (you a fraud) So what that me? You a pussy and a fan Say the wrong you know the shooters at your neck I just wanna know, if you ain't that running through the six shit Tell us who the fuck was running through the six with? (Running through the six with my Counting money you know how it All the real live forever And the get exposed) writing for you cause you know you never did shit When I threw hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fish We the type of niggas to tie your up Fuck sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussy You really sweet, I call you You fucking dork you changed the because you studied us Coming the same flow up your lingo We just a refund, this ain't what we paid for Every time that we come, we get we came for another niggas shit, but you claim you king though?
I just know, I just wanna know How these niggas acting like they but really faking acting like it go I wanna know, I just wanna know Was it Quentin Miller? Was it Hush or was it Detail where you really got your (Milli that nigga)
make a fake ass nigga look real again Money make a sucker that told look again Says a lot all the people that's feeling him But I'ma show you bitch ass niggas real again Heard that other nigga we ain't get back yet Let's keep it short, nigga you ain't get chick back yet And now she rocking with the chaser and now you that check You went from Clear Port to buddy pass you that jet, hold up
I got to them off of here, that's right I got to take them off of here, only one And me, you understand? all that fighting, you understand? Sucka he good thinks he can whoop me And I he can't whoop me and I Hey boy, the whole style is chump, you understand? When it to me you understand Let me get mines Then I get mine, y'all can do what you wanna do
You know you up right? You shoulda just said Now you're going to have to give me a to stop All I is platinum that platinum this I'm on the cover with a platinum chick I got a platinum rollie, platinum Niggas I told the truth, don't ask me shit All this fake enemy and rap shit It's never really my we got cash to get I started from nothing now it's back to shit Puffy almost caught a domestic when he smacked that Hold up, let bitch breathe
Yeah this is poppin' shit no cut on it If feelings get hurt You feel ohhh that's an arrogant little No this is the and the truth hurts Haven't I paid my I weather the storm? Niggas is and I'm here
You let Tip homie piss on you in a theater nigga, we ain't forget Real niggas back in this shit is lit that Ja Rule shit and 50 cent