Can’t Clone Me Young Nudy

[Intro]
See, a lotta motherfuckers don't see shit
Feel like
What it really is?
Just like a lil' boss, nigga
And what it really
We in this motherfucker, yeah
Been in your heart
Just poured one, poured one out for my motherfuckin' homie, nigga
Feel like it's that, though
Put too much in there (COUPE)
My motherfuckin' dawg, nigga
Know this shit for life, nigga
Yeah
Talkin' 'bout gang 4L, man
Motivational, nigga
It's just your brain speakin'
Tell 'em

[Chorus]
Lockdown, gettin' that bitch smacked (Ooh)
Hell yeah, she be on that
Suckin', she on that (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
Pussy nigga, man, you niggas can't clone me (Yeah)
Real nigga, real big homie (Damn)
Rich nigga and I'm never not phony (Never)
Getting money, never phony (Nah)
I got more haters now (Yeah)
I got more paper now (Paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (Ooh, yeah)
You niggas were balling out (Balling out)
Came in the wrong field and you found out (Yeah)
All my niggas, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? Pussy (Yeah)