When will it ever stop all this hatin' and droppin' salt?
All I'm tryin' to do is live lavish with millions in my vault
Not from sellin' crack on the corner,
I'm tryin' to do it legal
But I guess it ain't no pleasin' my people,
cause everything I do
It'll be somebody tellin' me I won't succeed
But I'm a millionaire and I owe it all to the hatred I receive
Motherfuckers that used to be down,
ain't down no more
My true partners just can't be found no more
The * my motto is * friends,
my only dog is Benjamin Franklin
Tryin' to take em away from me,
you gon' wind up stankin'
I got a family to feed,
so currency's what I need
But the people I break bread with would rather see me bleed
Tryin' to take all of my fortune,
but my fame is forever
And as you see,
I'm acclaimed forever,
and I'm still down with the yellow
So * all those bitches and bitch-tellers,
fellas,
and fucker-foes
I'm a C.I.T.
and a Glock 54,
the jet is two Two men and niggas tryin' to take me off of my game
They come from the hood to the loose,
now they all wanna douse my fame
They're all comin' down to my farm,
and I'm rollin' one bean until you tell you about me
As soon as the mines close,
it's over and that's that
Cause when they murdered my partner,
he didn't get to blast back
Is that the price to pay, just to have 90 stags?
And is my life in danger because I have icebergs?
Shame,
can't even sport our jewelry like we wanna
Cause every time we shine,
the jackals tryin' to creep up on us
Catchin' pistol case after pistol case,
ridin' dirty Mr. Officer,
I'm not a killer,
just wanna see the cause Be against me when I roll the loan,
a clip full of demon repellents when I'm hold on
I'm tryin' to make it real with this gangsta *,
I ain't gon' fake it Anything a nigga earn,
I be damnin' for,
take it,
take it,
five days The ghetto version of Sparga-Lay A nigga
will run up in your residence with an underlay
They get their fed,
they bustin' brains,
boys do a livin' Disrespectin' guards,
cheerin' bitch,
you made for a crib
Too,
too many niggas tryin' to take me off of my game
They come from the hood to the loose,
now they all wanna toss my fame
They come and dine in my farm,
and I'm rollin' one fee,
tell you,
tell you about me and Sissy
I don't give a damn about none of you,
I'm gonna last,
last,
don't sight,
cause I ain't trickin' no more
I'm one of the fuckers,
so I'ma hate everybody I can hate,
and I don't give a * about nothin'
* a nigga,
* a bitch,
let me get this straight,
ain't no love,
I'm not just a lover of your cuz,
nigga bitch,
I'm a loner
I'm an * by nature,
you can deal with that,
and you can leave with it,
bitch
The only company I need is weed,
and since I'm nervous by nature,
I'ma make you bleed,
indeed
I trust nothin',
if I get a funny feelin',
I'm gon' be bustin',
cause if my blood rushin',
here the emotion of this question
The only company I need is weed,
and since I'm nervous by nature,
I'ma make you bleed,
indeed
I trust nothin',
if I get a funny feelin',
I'm gon' be bustin',
cause if my blood rushin',
here the emotion of this question
From my headshot to the red dots,
gon' color your brain,
nigga I got problems,
I can't cope,
but murder seem to keep me sane
One love to my nigga Moe,
and one love to my nigga Red,
and one love to my motherfuckin' bread,
I'ma get that
Teeny weeny niggas tryna take me off of my game,
nigga from the hood did a little somethin' good,
now they all wanna talk my *,
nigga I'm gon' be dyin' in my phone,
and I'm rollin' one deep that should tell you about me
and I'm rollin' one deep that should tell you about me
but that don't involve none of you,
cause I'm passed on sight,
cause I ain't trippin' no more