But that can't stop me from-ah thinkin' to myself She's sure fine lookin' man Uh-look-ah there There she comes Here comes that girl again Wanted to date her since I don't know when But she don't notice me when I pass She goes with older guys from out of

She know I'm watching But she know I'm watching She pussy popping She with her friends, I got options Yeah, she know I'm watching She walking different 'cause I'm watching I hope I'm watching Ooh, she know I'm watching Aye, she know I'm watching

I'm the law and you can't beat the law What we're dealing with here is a total lack of respect for the law I'm the law and you can't beat the law (Note) Fuck 'em and their law Crack down at sundown Fuck 'em and their law

Come get it bae You wanna ride it, my motorcycle You've got a license, have you got the right to Gonna pop a wheelie, don't try too high too Take it easy on the clutch, 'cause girl I like you I can do anything you need None of them boys know the first

I am the one, don't weigh a ton Don't need a gun to get respect up on the street Under the sun, the bastard son Will pop the Glock to feed himself and family By any means, your enemies, my enemies We wet them up like a canteen The yellow tape surrounds

Yeah, yeah pop out World Star with all of that fuck shit Yeah, uh, pop out Yeah, ha, pop out Yeah, pop out Yeah, yeah World Star Yeah, World Star

Everything hit Smoking I got a permanent cough Popping them pills again Used to think you was my dawg, now you are not my friend Turn myself into a boss, I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro going in All my songs hits All my

Meet the latest graduate of King’s College I prob’ly shouldn’t brag, but, dag, I amaze and astonish The scholars say I got the same virtuosity and brains as my pops The ladies say my brain’s not where the resemblance stops I’m only nineteen but my mind

Disrespect me And I'm real disrespectful Seen you from a far way You was talking side ways If you wanna start shit Just know that we gon' pop quick Get the fuck outta my face Copped me a whip (skirt)

Roll up, my nigga, what's the hold up, my nigga? Smoke until my eyes red as Coca Cola, my nigga Where I'm from you get popped, that ain't soda, my nigga Got a bag full of green like some groceries, nigga Gunner, Gunner Walk up in the spot with hella