One thing these niggas can never ride from me, is that spotlightNigga, I'ma show him regardlessGangsta, crazy, from who?Yeah, I'm a shooter and a rapper just like Soulja SlimFree Larello, that's my cutty like we Kobe KentPull up shiny, got them hoes like there he go againCurse you, caught a case and got right out and then he told againHeard them niggas robbing who, I'm like, I'm trial upAin't no more switches in the streets, that's cause we buy them up* being friendly with these rappers, we really fight * upDog was playing roles until I up, he die for nothingRichest nigga round my way, I really finished *Only nigga made it out and still be in this bitchLeft the club with all my ice up like a blizzard hitTook a A4 roll right out the stash, stuffed the glitz inNiggas riding 580s, that's for baby mamasMaybach raped ghosts in bed, I had two crazy summersThis ain't nil, I got ain't *, I'm bout to save a hunMy nephew caught a case, they dropped the charge soon as we paid the lawyer* the niggas, I'ma show him regardlessI look like ring cards that I don't care aboutDon't really post, so they don't know bout all my weird bopsYou remember me, right off the horn, I had the syrup houseGot that petty ass jewelry round your neck, that * embarrass usPut new forges on my Rover and my double lockI make music, but be flexing like I'm selling doorsDon't never listen to them songs, them boys ain't dead at allHow you look yourself up in the mirror after you tell the lawI'm that nigga that was taking trips with pints of syrupI'm that nigga that keep counting meals and ice and jewelryYou in the streets, go buy some drinks, I'ma show youI turn it, that's the right insuranceFell a lot of times, but I keep bouncing back like Michael CurryYates the BrazilThere's more robbers in the rap game than the streetsThey'll take your * and smile on your faceSoccer