This my young nigga Pabb I´ma get it, you can turn my headphones up on this one Now, I really gotta make these niggas feel me Whatever the roses, I said I believed her (Oh-oh)
And, I don´t wan´ kill ´em, I´m protectin´ my people (Oh-oh) Wantin´ to check up and keepin´ my heat up (Yeah) QRN Know I was, you know I was born in this shit, not sworn in this shit And, I also got my heart torn in this shit You´d think, I just guess that come with the streets, like, look (Favor, turn me up) Oh-oh-oh, look Oh-oh-oh, look (Ayo, Steery, cook it up) Ayy, ayy, ayy, check this out, I really just ´bout to tell ´em how I feel
50 Cent, not talkin´ Power, got attachments on the ghosts
I got the neck for ´bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin´ rackades on some clothes I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these ´bows I call up Peezy, where the lean at? Weezy, where the beans at? Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back Yeah, I been goin´ through some pain but still maintain, I ball on 7-6s I feel like Boosie, I been goin´ through some pain, I gotta keep a pistol
Before he try to take my chain, he might wan´ take a couple 5.56s See, I been walkin´ through the rain with fucked up Js, you know my lifestyle realer
Back and fourth to youth detention This for all the ones that doubted me, that thought I´d be a victim Shout out all the ones that shot at me ´cause I done got a million (Woah) This for all them trappers sellin´ dope Tryna run some racks up out a store This for all them smackers, keep that pole This for the ones who really stickin´ to the code I hope you get a appeal and come home Get them checks and dollar bills, fuck a ho ´Cause if you catch a couple years, they gon´ go They gon´ treat you like you jus´ another ho
50 Cent, not talkin´ Power, got attachments on the ghosts I got the neck for ´bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go
Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin´ rackades on some clothe I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these ´bows I call up Peezy, where the lean at? Weezy, where the beans at? Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back Yeah, I been goin´ through some pain but still maintain, I ball on 7-6s I feel like Boosie, I been goin´ through some pain, I gotta keep my pistol 50 Cent, not talkin´ Power, got attachments on the ghosts I got the neck for ´bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin´ rackades on some clothe
I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these ´bows
I bought a smoke with EBT jus´ for a gram to get some groceries I can´t wait to get on BET to promote, we got ´bows of weed Last thing ´fore I leave the stage, I´m screamin´ out, "We smokin´ V" It´s hard to stop the violence even though I´m ridin´ wit´ YB GMG, shout out V, the realest nigga on my team Don´t fuck with 49, but we be quick to rob you for yo´ change I done ran a forty-nine yards, fifty on a chain Teddy at the seven where we Crippin´ jus´ in New Orleans Don´t you worry ´bout what´s in my double cup, I´m feelin´ like I´m Lil Wayne
Promethazine, a yellow Robitussin, straight codeine Ballin´ like I´m ´Melo, free my brother, filthy cocaine Fuck the rap shit, on another level, trappin´ in the dope game
50 Cent, not talkin´ Power, got attachments on the ghosts I got the neck for ´bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin´ rackades on some clothe I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these ´bows I call up Peezy, where the lean at? Weezy, where the beans at? Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back
Yeah, I been goin´ through some pain but still maintain, I ball on 7-6s I feel like Boosie, I been goin´ through some pain, I gotta keep my pistol 50 Cent, not talkin´ Power, got attachments on the ghosts I got the neck for ´bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin´ rackades on some clothe I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these ´bows