[Produced by Madlib][Intro]Yeah, fo'sho, uhhFuck the competition, nigga, yeah[Verse 1]Uhh, fuck niggas, spark the weed upShit been watered down, the rap game they need usReal niggas to intervene, they interjectGot a bitch naked, got some neck in the Vette and I'm finna jetFinna get fucked up in this bitch, that's on finPopping yoppers, fuck the coppers, sell narcotics, nigga we bring that on inBitch I'm a problem, got your columns full of losses, no winsGary gangsta, fuck with Chicago niggas out that Low EndMuch love to my nigga Mikey, threw muzzles off in they mouthNigga hitting licks where we reside for unspecified amountsStuff the mattress full of merch, .40 calibers in the couchGuess I'm on the high seat, rob me, you won't make it outI can make her shout but my attitude might just make her poutFind me charming 'til she really found out what I was aboutMy recreation, occupation, invading a nigga houseSmokin' and ridin', I ain't high when I'm drivin'? I highly doubt itAnd I don't believe these rap niggasYou can front for your fans but I know it's an act, niggaJudge a man by his character and not by his wealthA real G, I never kissed niggas or shot myselfGangsta Gibbs[Chorus]I'm number one (bitch), number one with a bulletBring your guns, fifty shots when I pull itMake 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleedOnly fuck with real Gs, public enemiesI'm number one, number one with a bulletBring your guns, fifty shots when I pull itMake 'em run, make you motherfuckers bleedOnly fuck with real Gs, public enemies[Verse 2]Probably be murdered for some shit that I saidI'd be a legend out this motherfucker breathing or deadBut y'all don't hear me, these uppity bitches they all fear meFuck a diamond on your finger, I guess it's the dog in meAin't no hog in me, I'm swine-free, tough as the Iron SheikNine G's for the nine-piece, how you define me?A student of the thug nigga, drug dealer collegeMajored in robbing and graduated with honorsSeeing clearly through these Dolce Gabbanas and marijuana fogNiggas trying to vulture the culture, motherfuck all of y'allDickblowers, rapper reality shows, y'all just attention whoresDon't give a fuck if I set a record or win awardsI'm just blessed to be out here living lifeGiving these niggas hell, so reckless with everything I writeShit got me wishing DMX had never hit the pipePun ain't never died and Big L was still here to bless the mic[Chorus]I'm number one (uh), number one with a bulletBring your guns, fifty shots when I pull itBetter run, make you motherfuckers bleedOnly fuck with real Gs, public enemiesI'm number one, number one with a bulletBring your guns, fifty shots when I pull itBetter run, make you motherfuckers bleedOnly fuck with real Gs, public enemies
