verse
But I told them I would make it from the bottom
Look, you made this shit possible
Baby, I'm back on the shits
My baby looked at me like
"Dammit I hate when you back on the shits"
I- I- I- gotta stack it and flip it
Yeah, this is all Fargo shit man
I go missin' for a month and this is what you do
verse
Wait, I'ma take ya'll way back, way way back
Before the old school, before the Maybach
And put the Maple Leaf on the Jays hat
I was on court chillin' wit my niggas
On the corner fuckin' wit' the felons
Wishin' for the Honda Civic
Pacin', smokin' outta stair cases, in the ceilin'
Dawg, I just want a new job
Want my old girl to get a boob-job
Want my new girl to get a new job
Yellin' "2pac, 2pac, 2pac!"
2 Glocks strapped all upon my waist
For any nigga trippin' around my way
In this mini black jansport backpack
Rollin' blunts wit my nigga Rocky
All we do is go, all we do is go, all we do is go
No, no, ain't shit can stop me
Livin' check to check to check to check
verse
Wait, niggas hatin' on me like I ain't pay for
Wasn't workin' night to night to day for it
Had to spend a couple extra days for it
Bitch, I know, I know, I know, I know
Couple bitches that go hand in head
I'm talkin, hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe, wait
Hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe and hoe
I heard so-and-so is in your new car
See I love a bitch that got a few flaws
Show my old bitches to my new broads
I got old bitches, I got new hoes
Bentley whip, Ferrari doors
I'm Ari gold in Entourage
I'm fuckin' hoes that's on your squad
Why your dream bitches never get to see ya
Never, ever, ever, ever, ever
Me forever, ever, ever, ever, ever?
Hell yeah niggas jealous of us
Gettin' hella, hella, hella chedda
Got an elevator in my Hella Yella
Women love me like I'm on the Ellen show
Hella bars for my felon flow
Niggas hella hard hearin'
verse
Gotta hit em with that Hellen Keller flow
I fucked a lot of bitches, Lord forgive me
Father God know I did a lot of sinnin'
Now, I'm watchin' every one of my decisions
verse
Gotta MOB on the competition
Gotta squad on the opposition
Audemaur got me fuckin' every damn bitch in there like
"Dawg, dawg, I got all the bitches"
outro
Subtractin' all you weak hoes
Stack money, money, till it's all addition, wait
I don't be stressin' these hoes