Man them young niggas killing bout Show up at the spot with the choppers nothin' fifty shots, clear the block like nothin' If you it from the bottom to the top like nothing You don't owe a nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You don't owe a nothing Nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You don't owe a
Put your cups in the air, I'd like to a toast In case it goes down, yeah you know I got my And you really from the streets that's when they hate you most And when you really got it then that's when they you close Knew him back in the day when we was gettin Now every time I see the he be actin funny you niggas see it? I'm a little pressed for time Wanna about the past, told 'em press rewind And I feelin what you sayin ho, you out of place I have you feeling what I'm sprayin' yeah it's on my I'm trying to chill, smoke a couple with my friend So they can me at the telly in the latest Benz
Nigga you see me mine, you better get yours Are you the one doing the serving or you gettin Or you the one the jackin, or you gettin jacked Or you the one that's hard or you fallin' back And I believe in falling back, bitch I'm goin hard They wanna see me fucked up, man I to God They praying that I fail, I'm praying that I I guess the hating work so now they tellin lies Oh he ain't did this, and he did that Boy keep it wit ya self, you know he lived that You real, you don't give em what they asking for a real nigga, what the fuck you askin' fo'
And you don't even know a nigga, what you hating And I ain't going nowhere so what you waiting Beat the street, rap shit cake and ice cream Fuck the selling words, bitch I sold ice From the bottom to the top, a nice dream How you make it out I had a nice scheme And I don't owe a nigga shit, better get it Just know a stayed down each and every night Hands on, yeah I down my own things on, yeah I counted up my own chains Fifties over here, twenties there You know the rest, nigga, fives and singles