Now what y'all want me to do Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure They can come and get it We ride or die why 'Cause my niggas is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there

Boss Michelle Obama Purse so heavy gettin' Oprah dollas You say that you a baller And I see you tryna holla But that ain't how I was brought up Working for my money 'Cause that's what my momma taught me So yo ass betta show me some respect

I'll forever remain faithful Make the money, don't let the money make you Change the game, don't let the game change you All my people stay true Watch the videos and get the girls in the back But if that's what I believe in, and the reason that I rap

You're gonna miss me I loved you, I loved you, I loved you But that was then Now, when you think of late nights with me there in your bed True ride or die, that's what you had And when you think of my body on yours, don't forget Once I would have died

When I am with her, I am glad the boy who's with her Is nobody else but me She thinks I'm grand, that's grand for me She may be wrong but if we get along "What do we care?", say we Walking on the shore, swimming in the sea I want to be no one but me I am

I didn't smoke no grass today So, who am I to take away what makes you feel this great? But that's 'cause I'm the one on stage But that's because I love to play Keep, keep doing Keep doing me Keep doing, keep doing me Don't wanna get paranoid You wanna

Momma's so proud of you, you did so good on that report card today baby I'mma let you pick out whatever you want Ma, I can get any shoes I want? That's right, today is your day Momma don't have much, but I'll spend it all on you today Okay, I want these.

Look so good Just a little more, little more You think you look so good A little more better That's what's gonna get you But you know that I know Oh you don't care But you know I'm there Baby's crying 'cause it's born to sing

I've come to expect it from you But that's what I get How could you do what you've gone and done to me I wouldn't treat a dog the way you treated me Nervous wreck I can't believe you said goodbye Sit and smoke Cry and joke

You gon' make me give up everything I worked for Make me give up everything I worked for Sunday, that's what they pray to church for Sunday, you ain't go to church though I still bless you, but you know what come first though You gon' get this Rollie off