...in my zone, I close my fakers up
All your hoes chose me, nigga calm down

Louis pouch across my body, this is not for fashion

This is not a playground, ain´t no fist fight bitch I´m blastin´
Niggas say they looking for me, like I´m not right here man
If I tatted tears, I´d be crying to my beard man
Bitch I´m trying to fuck, I´ve been inside for thirteen years now
I´ve been on so many flights, it´s like my record´s clear now
A.K.A. the man, A.K.A. I never ran
Don´t make me turn this red light on your head like you Roxanne
Only talk to bosses, not the second in command
Niggas bring it, talk to me, you better have a plan
´Cause they don´t have a cure for all my pain
A.K.A. it´s Not Nice and I live up to my name (Ya Ya)

Diss the boy, are you insane?
I drink Henny when I shoot my pistol at the range
That way when I´m tipsy, I still know I got my aim
A.K.A. it´s Not Nice and it´s not a fucking game (Ya Ya)
You and I, we´re not the same
Posted like Ibaka, got your wifey runnin´ brains
She was there with boi dem, keep my front door off the frame
She say I look like Usher when I´m trappin´ in the rain
Trap trap, trappin´ in the rain
She say I look like Usher when I´m trappin´ in the rain
Just know I´m a shooter first and rap is not my thing

A.K.A. it´s Not Nice and I live up to my–

Hiding the racks
I don´t pay tax, 12 on my back
Might drive the Caddy around, but I never lack
Baka not with the shit, so yeah who tellin´ you that?
I went to jail and then they released Men in Black
When I came out, Timberlake was bringing Sexy Back
Facts, nigga facts
I fell in love with my strap
Named myself Milli ´cause I want a milli´ to stack (Ya Ya)
Now run and tell that
You niggas moving like cops, don´t make me pepper your block

Out the window while the whip´s moving, that´s a hell of a shot
Fuck all my opps, I´ll pull, you niggas are fucked (Ya Ya)

Diss the boy, are you insane?
I drink Henny when I shoot my pistol at the range
That way when I´m tipsy, I still know I got my aim
A.K.A. it´s Not Nice and I live up to my–