You know, who's runnin these fuckin streets y'all ain't fuckin with X You know, we roll so fuckin deep (You get involved, you gettin slapped with the heat nigga) Don't be actin like your shit don't stink (c'mon) (Yeah round after round in the middle of

Lotta nigga talk, you don't ever get paid Fuck nigga hate, broke bitches throw the shade Still kickin' shit, make a bitch go crazy Still kickin' flav', got my swag on turn up Came with a zip, let the whole thing burn up All I know, get dough, keep it

They wanna see me fall And I will never sell my soul I'm on some shit that they ain't seen before Dream chasing, catching all my goals I don't need these hoes I'm getting money, me and all my woes Play with me, you know is all I want The young niggas

You don't know the risk if you ain't carried the weight Some shit I don't remember, it's somethin' I never forget Ain't nobody give me nothin', ain't nobody tell me shit Big ol' drip If you ain't never been down the road that wasn't already paved Still

Sometimes life seems so unfortunate, That's why I don't give a shit The poor stay poor, the rich get richer, It's just so disproportionate You don't know just what I've gone through, That's why I would rather show you Just how far that I can take it,

You just want what you can't have I'll call the cops If you don't stop, I'll call your dad And I hate to do this to you on your birthday Happy birthday by the way "It's not you, it's me" and all that other bullshit You know that's bullshit Don'tcha',

Tell my homies about my side bitch Tell my side bitch bout my main bitch I don't tell my main bitch shit Main bitch know my government Where the money sent shit Cut a bitch don't you tell my main bitch shit Shown up, shown up, shown up, don't ever tell

Yeah, and you don't stop (Cause it's 1-8-7 on a undercover cop) Tonight's the night I get in some shit (yeah) Deep Cover on the incognito tip Killing motherfuckers if I have to, peeling caps too Cause you niggas know I'm coming at you I guess that's part

Watch your mouth when you lettin' shit slide Don't you know I got way too much pride? Sneak dissin' way on the other side I turn your fucking wave to a tide I'm so fucking tired Somehow I still find the time To care a little more about my rhymes To care

I love to love ya baby I need a crunk tight nigga Makes seven figgas Laced with a platinum Not the silver shit nigga X to L stigga Now don't get me wrong cause I'm not a ho But I know what I got you can't handle though