[Intro]
See if I gotta lie to kick it
I'd just rather not kick it, man
Take me for who I am
In the words of Dolemite
"If you don't, confidentially I don't give a damn"
See, everybody think they gotta try to portray an image
But this how it really go
[Verse 1]
Watch your boy, here I come rolling down the avenue
Not in a Bentley or a Phantom, just a Malibu
Sorry if you met me and you thought I have a slab or two
I'm living in the hood, I got one crib and that'll do
Grinding every day but I ain't sitting on seven figures
I'm not a gangster murderer who shot up twenty niggas
I don't lie about my lifestyle, I do me and I get love
And I never made it rain 20 G's inside a strip club
No diamonds on my fingers or my neck 'cause I don't sport 'em
1 Because it ain't my style and 2 I can't afford 'em
If you can, do your thing boy, go hard up in the paint
I don't knock you if that's you, but I do knock you if it ain't
Yeah I'm still making records, travelling, knocking these shows off
And backstage ain't no groupies dare ripping my clothes off
I'm not a powderhead, bragging 'bout sniffing my nose off
And I wasn't sipping drink, I was just sleeping so I dozed off
See if I gotta lie to kick it
I'd just rather not kick it, man
Take me for who I am
In the words of Dolemite
"If you don't, confidentially I don't give a damn"
See, everybody think they gotta try to portray an image
But this how it really go
[Verse 1]
Watch your boy, here I come rolling down the avenue
Not in a Bentley or a Phantom, just a Malibu
Sorry if you met me and you thought I have a slab or two
I'm living in the hood, I got one crib and that'll do
Grinding every day but I ain't sitting on seven figures
I'm not a gangster murderer who shot up twenty niggas
I don't lie about my lifestyle, I do me and I get love
And I never made it rain 20 G's inside a strip club
No diamonds on my fingers or my neck 'cause I don't sport 'em
1 Because it ain't my style and 2 I can't afford 'em
If you can, do your thing boy, go hard up in the paint
I don't knock you if that's you, but I do knock you if it ain't
Yeah I'm still making records, travelling, knocking these shows off
And backstage ain't no groupies dare ripping my clothes off
I'm not a powderhead, bragging 'bout sniffing my nose off
And I wasn't sipping drink, I was just sleeping so I dozed off
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