You don't want problems, I promise, man Set it off on my right I said liquor all in my breath Bitches all in my sight I said real niggas trying to fuck Fuck niggas wanna fight I said gun shots into the air But I ain't scared for my life

What you want, babe? I got it She just wanna fuck with a boss So I took her on a cruise 'round the city It don't really matter what it costs 'Cause she know a young nigga gon' get it What you want, hey? I got it Wanna do you right Is you with it, baby?

I'm a real nigga homie tote six figures only Gotta pistol you don't want it boy you know what it is I'm way flyer my pays way higher If they ever mention sire boy you know what it is Ain't about drama you don't want no problems I'll up that Llama boy you

I just want to celebrate! I'm a motherfuckin nigga with an attitude Die nigga! We are born to die nigga You've been dyin for 400 years Niggas know how to die Niggas don't know nothin' else, but dyin' Niggas dream 'bout dyin' I got a case, of spittin' in

You want a real nigga, don't you? (Don't you) Don't you (don't you) Gon' keep a hundred, baby don't you? Don't front, baby, don't you? Don't push me Don't push me down God, push me

Now she want a photo Ya You already know though You only live once, that's the motto nigga YOLO We 'bout it every day, every day, every day Like we sittin' on the bench, nigga we don't really play Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say Can't see 'em

You want a real one If you gotta man (that nigga weak) 'cause You over there starin' (I see you starin' at a nigga babe) At me, at me, yeah I guess your nigga too lame, huh? I don't really care if (I don't care bout you nigga baby) Girl I bet you want a

Scared money don’t make money, so what you scared for? And real people do real things, so what you waiting for? And real G’s do what they want, don’t ever think twice A stand up nigga stand up the rest of their lives (Yeah) Uh, it go, one for the money

I just want to celebrate! I'm a motherfuckin nigga with an attitude Die nigga! We are born to die nigga You've been dyin for 400 years Niggas know how to die Niggas don't know nothin' else, but dyin' Niggas dream 'bout dyin' I got a case, of spittin' in