Yeah, look 2006, these niggas hated But I told them I would make it from the bottom Look, I made this shit possible Baby, I'm back on the shits My baby looked at me like "Dammit, I hate when you back on the shits" Looked at it like this I- I- I- gotta stack it and flip Yeah, this my Fargo shit man I go, I go missin' for a month and this is what you do Wait, I'mma take y'all way back, way way back From the old school, before the Maybach Whoever came back And put the Maple Leaf on the Jays hat I was on court chillin' with my niggas On the corner fuckin' with the felons Wishin' for the Honda Civic Pacin', smokin' outta stair cases in the ceilin' Dawg, I just want a new job Want my old girl to get a boob job Want my new girl to get a new job Yellin', "2pac, 2pac, 2pac" Two Glocks strapped up upon my waist For any nigga trippin' around my way Mini Mac, strapped for haters in the back In this mini black Jansport backpack Nigga, matter fact, uh Rollin' blunts with my nigga Rocky All we do is go, all we do is go, all we do is go No, no, ain't shit can stop me I remember nights, uh Livin' check to check to check to check Fuckin' hoes neck to neck to neck to neck to neck To neck to neck to neck to neck, wait She ain't fuckin' Fargo I don't be stressin' these hoes Ridin' around with that thing You shitted on me I, I don't be stressin' these hoes I just pour liquor for niggas, that's it I do not fuck with you though You shitted on me And I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow Wait, niggas hatin' on me like I ain't pay for it, I ain't slave for it Wasn't workin' night to night to day for it Had to wait for it, had to spend a couple extra days for it Bitch, I know, I know, I know, I know Couple bitches that go hand in head I'm talkin', hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe, wait Hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe I heard so-and-so is in your new car Two friends for my two dawgs See I love a bitch that got a few flaws Show my old bitches to my new broads I got old bitches, I got new hoes New flows, cars, clothes Bentley whip, Ferrari doors I'm Ari gold in Entourage I'm fuckin' hoes that's on your squad, uh Fargo, call me Argentina Hate to be the reason Why your dream bitches never get to see ya Never, ever, ever, ever, ever Me forever, ever, ever, ever, ever? Hell yeah, niggas jealous of us Gettin' hella, hella, hella, hella chedder Got an elevator in my Hella Yela Women love me like I'm on the Ellen show Hella bars for my felon flow Niggas hella hard hearin' blind to 'em Gotta hit em with that Hellen Keller flow I fucked a lot of bitches, Lord forgive me Father God, know I did a lot of sinnin' Now, I'm watchin' every one of my decisions 'Cause I know the fact that even though I’m livin’ Nigga livin’ under 'only God conditions' So in my position Gotta MOB on the competition Gotta squab on the opposition Audemaur got me fuckin’ every damn bitch in there like “Dawg, dawg, I got all the bitches” Subtractin’ all you weak hoes Stack money, money 'til it’s all addition, wait I, I don't be stressin' these hoes I just pour liquor for niggas, that's it I do not fuck with you though You shitted on me And I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow on you I can't wait to blow