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