All niggas ever wanna hear is some real shit,
Money put a jealous motherfucker in their feelings,
How many bitches oh I wanna can I still hit,
Niggas say they run my city, but don′t even live here,
Might have a couple bodies on it but that ain′t my business,
Not because I sell crack,
Because I like good food and naked bitches,
Young nigga keep the heater on him like its cold out,
Every where I go round here they pull their phone out,
Gotta keep your head on a swivel,
I don't know how many passes they gon' give you,
Every time I look up in the mirror I see a miracle,
Only time I see you is when I′m looking thru my rear view,
All my bitches ride for me like I set it up,
Some things you gotta die for I'm a die some,
All niggas ever wanna hear is some real shit,
Money put a jealous motherfucker in their feelings,
How many bitches oh I wanna can I still hit,
Niggas say they run my city, but don′t even live here,
Old Gs like he got the glow,
Garrett got a nigga froze up,
I didn't choose this rap shit,
Was doing grown stuff way before I was a grown up,
Coppin cracks like lightin O′s up,
Got my doe up in the Vette doin donuts,
Everybody talkin good but aint nobody showed us,
All the talk is getting tiring,
Came from the bottom I'm inspiring,
Baby I'm a boss so I ain′t checking who hiring,
Both pockets healthy looking like they takin vitamins,
They know they can't fuck with you my nigga let em be,
They told me leave the D you can′t live here,
All niggas ever wanna hear is some real shit,
Money put a jealous motherfucker in their feelings,
How many bitches oh I wanna can I still hit,
Niggas say they run my city, but don′t even live here,