Now I'ma be real wit it All my fuckin life I ain't never wanted fame But since the shit done came I gotta deal wit it (I don't wanna party wit you) Ya
I can still spit it But I ain't rappin for cheese, I want meal tickets Gotta start somewhere, and I'm past that For the right scratch, I be the last mack
peace blood) We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who
the remix, its an honor my nigga I made rap, one blood, that say I'm signin wit Jigga I got rappers gettin mad at me I got these new jack rappers tryin
almighty (peace blood) We all thugs and we run the streets nightly (eastsiiide) And get my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit
I father, I Brooklyn Dodger them I Jack, I Rob, I sin Awww man, I'm Jackie Robinson Except when I run base, I dodge the pen Lucky me, lucky we, they didn
, anytime, I got plenty time To kick many rhymes, big time, all time Taking it to you over time, so when I'm flowing rhymes Bright I shine, simply cuz I
with me Big c, he rides with me Big tray d rides with me Big sean d rides with me Big breez, he rides with me K-u-r-u-p-t, beeitch!
nine On the same street corner where I was brought up and raised The only chance I get for peace is when I'm drunk or I'm blazed If this shit soundin
s too. I Bang for good fools I kill for nothin I bill for something family and peace hand me the piece I?ll hit it? i?m social hear my opinion. I?m
cheddar from raps You see I need respect from the veteran cats They gotta understand I just won't settle for scraps And I'm hotter than I'm hot with
put ya lighters up [Bridge] Damn homie I'm so to' I don't think I'm ever gon' smoke no mo' And I don't think I'm ever gon' drink no mo' But fuck it,
get money I got grown women with their own bank account I ain't gone do nothin stupid, so these laws could take me out I gotta represent for y'all, put
diss M.I.C. K. Nit R.I.P. How could you ever diss M.I.C. T. Collins R.I.P. M.I.C. What the fuck happened to you man You fell the fuck off man Niggaz
as long as I'm alive, paw I got to strive I ain't sittin roadside, that ain't harder to plan I'm out here for my fam doin all that I can I love my city
big check, got my own crib So the sex is no sweat, every girl I meet I'm tryin to put on the set, straight beat up Fuck some big-ass titties, give me
g.i. To my man lil and grant, when i see Em on his v.i. But I stay on the move thats what i whip the black range Four, big face benny for chicks to get
round The cut don't flow that I touch is not a preemie And who would ever see me when I dream of Jeanie I don't think so, peace, I gotta go And shake