[Intro]
Just when it seemed I got everything straight and squared away, I gotta do songs like this that go against my good judgment. Fuck y'all. Hell yeah. In a real way. You know why? Check it out. I did everything in my motherfucking power to help you little bitch ass niggas, and y'all wanna talk about me?
[Verse 1]
I'm just handling my business
Doing what I gotta to stay in this
But the motherfucking pressure is tremendous
All over the world, bitches and ladies wanna fuck us
And niggas be set-tripping 'cause they suck us
On the outside, it's plain to see
That rich and famous is the thang to be
With one-time tripping when they see a nice car
And groupie niggas kissing ass because we stars
Parties in the hotel, parties on the yacht
Parties in the back of my limousine hitting pop
And I don't give fuck that your single's outselling mine
Just give me a fifth of Remy Martin and I'm fine
But it seems like my crowd's getting smaller (why's that?)
'Cause everybody's jealous of a baller
So when I come up to go back and get the niggas that I used to ride with, they don't know who to side with
And these mark ass niggas in the game
Talking whole shit just to come up with my name
When I catch your asses in person, ain't no hesitation
Just prepare for the motherfucking confrontation
I make you say too much now
Fuck them record it's some dissing, nigga, niggas getting touched now
And the street is where you meet your doom
Nigga I don't think you really wanna hear my gauge go boom
Just when it seemed I got everything straight and squared away, I gotta do songs like this that go against my good judgment. Fuck y'all. Hell yeah. In a real way. You know why? Check it out. I did everything in my motherfucking power to help you little bitch ass niggas, and y'all wanna talk about me?
[Verse 1]
I'm just handling my business
Doing what I gotta to stay in this
But the motherfucking pressure is tremendous
All over the world, bitches and ladies wanna fuck us
And niggas be set-tripping 'cause they suck us
On the outside, it's plain to see
That rich and famous is the thang to be
With one-time tripping when they see a nice car
And groupie niggas kissing ass because we stars
Parties in the hotel, parties on the yacht
Parties in the back of my limousine hitting pop
And I don't give fuck that your single's outselling mine
Just give me a fifth of Remy Martin and I'm fine
But it seems like my crowd's getting smaller (why's that?)
'Cause everybody's jealous of a baller
So when I come up to go back and get the niggas that I used to ride with, they don't know who to side with
And these mark ass niggas in the game
Talking whole shit just to come up with my name
When I catch your asses in person, ain't no hesitation
Just prepare for the motherfucking confrontation
I make you say too much now
Fuck them record it's some dissing, nigga, niggas getting touched now
And the street is where you meet your doom
Nigga I don't think you really wanna hear my gauge go boom
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