I just wanna know how going to jail Telling on niggas, back home and it still being cool I wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with fifty thousand followers Ain't got no money in real life, but popping, I just wanna know I wanna know, if a ain't really putting it in, but acting like he putting it in Niggas still letting it fly like cool, I really wanna know man This shit getting different out here it's getting
Now when that shit went with Chris, you wrote a check In New Orleans my chain to get respect (you a fraud) So what that me? You a pussy and a fan Say the wrong shit you know the at your neck I just wanna know, if you write that running through the six shit Tell us who the fuck was Quentin running the six with? (Running through the six with my money you know how it goes All the real live baby And the get exposed) writing for you cause you know you never did shit When I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to a big fish We the type of niggas to tie mother up Fuck your sister in the ass and hit your brother up, You really sweet, I you buttercup You dork you changed the style because you studied us Coming with the flow Switching up lingo We just a refund, this ain't what we paid for time that we come, we get what we came for Spitting niggas shit, but you claim you king though?
I just wanna know, I just wanna How these niggas acting like they but really faking acting like it go I wanna know, I just wanna know Was it Quentin Was it Hush or was it Detail where you really got your flow? (Milli Vanilli nigga)
Money a fake ass nigga look real again Money make a sucker that told look trill Says a lot all the people that's feeling him But I'ma you bitch ass niggas we're real again that other nigga talking we ain't get back yet Let's keep it short, nigga you ain't get your back yet And now she rocking with the chaser and now you that check You went from Clear Port to buddy pass you miss that jet, up
I got to take them off of here, right I got to take them off of here, only one And that's me, you 'Fore all that fighting, you Sucka thinks he Sucka he can whoop me And I he can't whoop me and I Hey boy, the nigga style is chump, you understand? it comes to me you understand Let me get mines after I get mine, y'all can do what you wanna do
You you fucked 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 Meanwhile I'm on the cover with a chick I got a platinum rollie, platinum Niggas frauds I told the truth, ask me shit All this industry fake 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 when he smacked that bitch Hold up, let bitch breathe
Yeah this is called shit no cut on it If your get hurt You feel like ohhh that's an arrogant No this is the and the truth hurts I paid my dues? Didn't I weather the Niggas is and I'm here
You let Tip piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain't forget Real niggas in style this shit is lit This that Ja Rule shit and 50