People say I'm no good Write me off, oh yes they should Fuck 'em they're just sick in the head They're writing my history Think somebody should've asked me Everyone was safe in their beds I won't live, won't live like them

I do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown I got my own money I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown I got my own house I got my own car I just do what the fuck I want to, I'm grown, I'm grown Yeah, I got my own business, I make my own deals Niggas

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy I got no choice but to be a rider I approach you boy with the toaster boy Get to point blank range and fire I ain't tryin' to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich Motherfucker get in the way of my bread Then I'm goin'

It look like I been cookin', it look like I been cookin' Bad bitches, fuckin' everyone of 'em Ten chains, rockin' everyone of 'em I'm in the club, bitches beggin' me to shoot 'em up With the seventeens, sixteens, there ain't a new one up Summer's gone

He don't be fuckin' you like I be fuckin' you He wanna hug you and make you uncomfortable You know, shawty, you know All you gotta do is hit a nigga phone one time I'mma pull up on you fourth quarter when it's crunch time And you know, and you know You

So I can't fuck with just anybody But sometimes I get lonely, I get lonely So let me keep it real with you, real with you Can't keep it real with me, real with me When I get lonely, I get lonely LA confidential, LA confidential 'Cause you know I got

Aye aye aye aye Me and the homies But I'm with the homies right now One day, it's gon' burn you out Everybody, everybody Everybody sit your bitch ass down and Listen to this true mothafuckin' story told by Kendrick Lamar on Rosecrans, ya bitch Smoking on

Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up Don't get on my bad side, I'm dangerous Demons and angels hang with us Treat it like a phone, baby, hang it up, uh Don't fuck with me, no, I'm dangerous, uh I'm from where they hang 'em, oh Huh, woke up in a new

I just wanna hear you say you miss me I know it hurts you every time you diss me When I'm fucked up you the one I'm always hitting When I lost you feel like I lost one of my kidneys I did what you wanted, got these bitches off of me I don't know why you

Middle finger to my haters, muhfucka why you hating? I'm gone I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, nigga I'm gone Leave the beat shit alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone Even though I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone