Yeah, yeah, what the fuck I gotta worry now? Nigga you think after the storm And comin' the extremes I came from You think call all the way and get scared?
Nah nigga I'ma win Nigga if all shit go out the window right now man I'm all too familiar with this My nigga I'm straight ya dig? believe that shit man hey
You can keep the car, the clothes, the and the hoes Just gimme a of O's, drop me off at the sto' And I'm straight hey shawty, I'm
Hey you can keep the and the boppers The plexers and the Let me fill up my Impala, boy at my partners And I'm straight hey I'm straight
I gotta couple of V's wit' the kits, MPV's on my A lot of glamour and glit's but shawty I don't need My beginnin' was a humble one, a I'ma son of one me how to number run, I went from that to number one
Had a hundred ones, I bought a flipped another one Sold my little three eighty east and said I need gun The littlest in the trap, and got it poppin' some bubblegum Junkies hatin' on my stacks, sayin' I'm but a young
Buck, niggaz say, What? Then he see me up Just see the little boy wit' nuts exchange Old whole face soon I spray the nigga's whole face up Wet the from the waist up
They try you once and you pull a And then tell 'em shaw' don't wit 'em I'm in the dope game and don't care of catchin' no case bruh You can sell to me, intentionally
Another nigga that too late for Hey wait bruh, bet any nigga came that? Who it all the day I bet he say he changed from
Hey you can keep the and the fame, the haters and the lames Just gimme some cocaine and some wood I can And I'm straight hey, shawty I'm
Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns, the and the crown Well-known in the that I'm holdin' it down So I'm straight hey I'm straight
Okay now, now when I spit it, I spit it how I it Every verse I ever gave ya, it was fact, fiction I'ma Livin' Legend no stuntin', no You can check my record, I'm highly respected
gangsta in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne Ask Johnson, how many times he saw my face For, here, pistol there,' 'violation here, violation here' Betta ask Rank, I ran the when I was there
I it down, where ever I go When I'm in the A wit' the King, or in Detroit in the I'ma pro, whether it's movin' snow or 'dro That's me and you, I can get it for the low
But nuttin', everybody say they gotta story on 'Larry King,' theirs is on 'Maury' At the end of the day, it to won't go away I guarantee The of the Streetz that you pray
You can keep the car, the clothes, the and the hoes Just gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the And I'm hey shawty, I'm straight
Hey you can keep the dancers and the The plexers and the Let me fill up my Impala, boy holla at my And I'm hey shawty I'm straight
Snowman bitch, I two seaters It's a world, so I keep two heaters I'm straight, you ask somebody Matter fact nigga you can ask me me
A over aggressive, yeah, I just might be But half the niggaz in the just like me damn You wonder why a nigga talk balls all day? You should try standin' around wit' eight all day
Somebody for me, I don't know nothin' else Why should I help you, when you ain't tryin' to help I came in game, fresh out the streets, yeah Who you kiddin' nigga, I put my on these beats, yeah
bein' broke, this a reality check While you mad at ya girl, ya betta check crawl 'fore you walk, you gotta think before you talk Damn right they hate, 'cause them niggaz aren't straight
Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the and the lames Just gimme some cocaine and some I can slang And I'm straight hey, I'm straight
Hey you can keep the and the clowns, the throne and the crown Well known in the that I'm holdin' it down So I'm straight hey I'm straight
Say what it do? Young Pimp C what I'm talkin 'bout? Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some 'king' shit, know I'm sayin'? On the cool y'know nigga T.I. jumped out there he was the king of the south
He ruffled a whole lotta feathers But niggaz didn't really understand what the nigga was talkin Y'know and uh so had it twisted but Me I understood from the get go that what the was tryin' to put In motherfuckin' stupid ass niggaz' faces
Was the fact that it's a whole bunch of kings down And as as you takin' care of yo' business And king shit you a king these niggaz shoulda been tryin' to do Was tryin' to get close to the And get some understandin' about the type of He was tryin' to put in these motherfuckin' niggaz' ear
Understand what I'm So I'm layin' back I'm watchin' the game from the what I'm talkin' 'bout? And I'm seein' all these ol' pussy ass niggaz out Talkin' they this and they that, but they really ain't doin' nothin'
'Cause they paper ain't right When I see in the street, they diamonds fake Know what I'm 'bout? They shit ain't cut right, ya shit ain't Shit cloudy and chipped up, know what I'm 'bout? And them talkin 'bout they trill niggaz'
Don't even what the motherfuckin' word mean Know I'm talkin 'bout? This comin' from the O.G. style trill Know what I'm talkin Not these ol' fake ass niggaz Tryin' to come on the scene on and tryin' to take glory for some shit Some other niggaz paid for, know what I'm talkin 'bout?
So this is what is, we Georgia and Texas together All you ol' bitch ass that ain't down wit' the play Move on to the side, all you old rappers like 'Pac say You flabby, lookin' like Larry Holmes Back yo ass up and, and, and, and move around for the south 'Cause it's our time to shine, know what I'm talkin' Now do this shit