|
[Hook] I know they don't, give a fuck about me |
|
I promise, |
|
I'll be happy alone |
|
Whether you see me on |
|
TV, or these streets |
|
My attitude, is leave me the fuck alone |
|
I know they don't, give a fuck about me |
|
I promise, |
|
I'll be happy alone |
|
Whether you see me on |
|
TV, or these streets |
|
I'm not a rapper homie, |
|
I'm just a |
|
G How the fuck can they love me |
|
If they out there in the streets, talking dooown mayn |
|
How they fuck can they love me |
|
If they look at my money, like it's not miiiiine yeah yeah |
|
Homie I come from the street, live my life by the rules |
|
If I owe ya |
|
I'm gon' get ya, might be ten years due |
|
Guarantee it'll be a visit, if you fuck with my food |
|
Smile in my face and stab me in my back, that's what busters do |
|
Me, I go it alone what the fuck is a crew |
|
A bunch of people, that want me to do what they want me to do |
|
I don't take orders, if anythang |
|
I'ma give them bitches |
|
You must of thought by having my child, you guaranteed to get riches |
|
Shit I told you last album, to go on 'head and file on me |
|
Hate me so bad, |
|
I know it hurt ya to see a smile on me |
|
Bitch I'm a boss, you trying to talk to me like |
|
I'm a trick |
|
One hundred and twenty thousand a month, |
|
I guess I am that bitch [Hook] |
|
Trying to make it to heaven, is hard as hell |
|
They out to get me baby mamas, and my boys as well |
|
They say they love me but do they love me, it's hard to tell |
|
They love his freedom, but forget him when their boy's in jail |
|
I was driving, but the shit was where the passenger ride |
|
So now-a-days it ain't nobody, on my passenger side |
|
Eating bullshit, wearing white and passing the time |
|
I swear it wasn't no cotton, up in that mattress of mine |
|
So use to mean mugging, |
|
I swear I gotta practice to smile |
|
But I got that |
|
Hercules hustle, you can't challenge my grind |
|
My partnas had money, but got mad when |
|
I had to get mine |
|
That's why |
|
I took the time to tell em, to kiss my ass in this rhyme |
|
They said |
|
I didn't even rap good enough, to go get a stack |
|
But now I'm headlining a long way, from the opening act |
|
They wanted to burn my dreams, |
|
I still smell the smoke in the back |
|
Even if they kill me |
|
I'll come back homie, to go and get that that's right [Hook] |
|
White boy |
|
Jimmy, he the reaslest nigga |
|
I know It's because of him |
|
I'm walking the streets a free man, and |
|
I appreciate that bro |
|
God damn, |
|
I don't wanna go to prison no mo' |
|
Beside T. |
|
Ferris and bitches, don't nobody visit no mo' |
|
I'm not complaining my nigga, just saying how it is |
|
They say it's lonely at the top, |
|
I guess that's how it is |
|
I swear I ain't seen nobody, in the last thirty days |
|
Ro must of fell off, that's what them haters that can't stand me say |
|
But I ain't never been a bitch, don't know how to be a hoe |
|
Only thang |
|
I know how to do, is collect that dough |
|
If you owe me money, pay me on time |
|
And 7 tre fo' 2-4, death before dishonor on mine |
|
Me be a punk, |
|
I would have to leave this world for that |
|
Matter fact, my mama could of had a girl for that |
|
I'm cool as a popsicle, in the freezer in the winter time |
|
But I'm a damn fool, and |
|
I have about respect so give me mine [Hook] |