Ayy, ayy, ayy, what they say, y'all? They tell me how we, we promoting the violence. They say, why you don't rap about no positives? You know I tell them, man. Look, look. Y'all n***a kill some, y'all n***a steal some You wanna murk some, y'all n***a drill some You wanna rob some, you wanna catch a body You wanna hit him with it, shot it, in front of everybody I'm a young rich n***a, I roll rebar I might go move to Jamaica so I can help my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters, they hate on me for no reason If you walk the line in my hood, you better have your keys out Look, say, I done been through some hard times I keep it on me at all times I keep a .40 when I'm in LA I keep a .30 when I'm in the A Ready for war, I got racks in the bank Hits in the game, got shot in the face Call up them hitters, they nothin' to play Last n***a try me, got shot in the day Time, and I heard some through the grapevine Look, they say they gon' take mine But everywhere I go, I take mine It's gon' be the reason they stay down Got some young, they go hard, yeah And they gon' rob, yeah Yeah, like, that's they job, hey Young n***a kill somethin' Young n***a steal somethin' You wanna merge somethin' Young n***a drill somethin' You wanna rob somethin' You wanna catch a body You wanna hit him with that shotty In front of everybody I'm a young rich n***a, I roll rebar I might go move to Jamaica so I can help my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters, they hate on me for no reason If you walk the line in my hood, you better have your keys out Runnin' from the 12, runnin' from the 12 I done been to heaven, I done been to hell I was serving fiends, I done settled a queen Buy you everything, except for wedding rings I got homeboys doin' fair time out of state right now Babe, I'm on time for everything, but I'm late right now They was in love with me when I came in, but they hate right now You was a real n***a back then, but you fake right now He ain't never had no real n***a in your life, girl He ain't never had no real killer in his life, girl Me and your money pour down on n***a all day When you get money, you know they all hate If I ate my n***a, I'll all ate I'm the richest ass n***a, what y'all say? Y'all n***a kill somethin' Y'all n***a steal somethin' You wanna merch somethin' Y'all n***a drill somethin' You wanna rob somethin' You wanna catch a body You wanna hit him with that shotty In front of everybody I'm a young rich n***a, I roll rebar I might go move to Jamaica so I can help my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters, they hate on me for no reason If you walk to the car in my hood, you better have your keys out I got homeboys in the county fightin' years, dawg I can't f*** none of these rappers, they too weird, dawg I told that n***a, suck my d***, they got me *** And I'm gon' keep sellin' that *** until I get caught You see my red stuff, that's Brickfield Give me 20K and I'm in there And you know I'm bringin' them sticks there Have my money ready when I get there It's better startin' to f*** there They could get killed right in there And then we disappear in the thin there See, they rap about it, but I been there Y'all n***a kill somethin' Y'all n***a steal somethin' You wanna merch somethin' Y'all n***a drill somethin' You wanna rob somethin' You wanna catch a body You wanna hit him with that shotty In front of everybody I'm a young rich n***a, I roll rebar I might go move to Jamaica so I can help my ugly feet out Let me shout out to my haters, they hate on me for no reason If you walk to the car in my hood, you better have your keys out