Yeah Don (M-M-M-Murda) It's been some time, but it's worth the wait These other niggas tryna perpetrate Spreading money out in my circle and make it circulate They got the nerve to say that I'm forgetting 'bout niggas But niggas forgetting the favors I couldn't get out of niggas We had to work for this plan to hit I see him looking sideways So I parked on the curb to put a slant in it Nothing ever handed, we got on 'cause we demanded it They know who the winners, the decision is unanimous I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad, yeah Don't you feel alone, I go through it too Now turn around, let me hear you say, "yeah, yeah" Stay ten toes down, I'm really focused Look who I rolled with Same damn gang as last year If you didn't notice, niggas talk shit on some ho shit 'Til they hear that thing go "blam", yeah Subliminal posting, yeah, they roast shit, they joking Until we pull up on the scene like, "yeah, yeah" Everywhere we go now, they feeling cautious, they worried I can make it so you can't come back, yeah I think we should stop the make-believing I be so damn fly without a reason I made 65 over the weekend I bring my whole gang to every event I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad, yeah Don't you feel alone, I go through it too Now turn around, let me hear you say, "yeah, yeah" We come from the city that's never sleep Stay on point or get hit up for no reason My young niggas hurt them, they meant to murk 'em They putting work in Have 'em bring it to you like, yeah, yeah If that's what you want, you can get it too Have 'em get at you Pull up with that blicky like, yeah, yeah Southside to Highbridge, the live shit Bali To Balmain, we out here on some fly shit Different pedigree, yeah I'm from a different regime On your ass, feel like I'm half man, half machine When I say they don't want the smoke, they know just what I mean I had they whole block take off, call it a scene Yeah, we on that same bullshit, sun up to sun down Nigga pop out and get popped tryna run down Go 'head, get popped tryna run down Think a nigga bluffing, fuck around and get gunned down I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad, yeah Don't you feel alone, I go through it too Now turn around, let me hear you say, "yeah, yeah"