Look i don't got friends, i only got brothers
Hate when bitches talk bottles, y'all only pop buzzers
Niggas not nice and I did not stutter
Cuz niggas that talk gutter be softer than hot butter
Kenneth Faried, I take a charge but I go for the block first
Niggas get knocked and start doing that cop work
Omarion, you couldn't to tell them you got served
A-Town, you couldn't wait to tell them who got birds
Look, call my shooter JJ Redick, man respect the truth
Cuz that boy i'll chase you down for some extra loot
He ain't from Duke but all that boy do is catch and shoot
He catch and shoot, man y'all ain't get it, look
Over y'all heads when I spit like that
Send em for Backwoods, they still wouldn't get my raps
Man you niggas is soft, man its all in ya eyes
[?] dead or in jail, you niggas Harmon alive
When i'm up in the booth, you know I roll with the guys
Man, I know I'm the truth, but I still go with the lies
I don't lie over money, its the principle nigga
If you fuckin up the principle nigga, it get tense quick
So don't fuck the money on some bitch shit
Cuz like sprint I cut you off over 10 cents
Its like everybody rappers now, stand down
Y'all like dikes, y'all all wanna be the man now
Look I been the fuckin man, nigga hand down
That's why everybody hatin in this damn town
Man I use to be humble, who I am now
Man I'll body any rapper nigga hands down
Man I tried to play it cool but I can't now
Advance wit the pen, my arm strong like Lance now
Look I'm stallin I don't even right raps
But y'all be stallin too, cuz y'all ain't even like that
Look my coke look like [?], this ain't butter
I'm quick to move grams in the street, Wayne brothers
First hit i'll fill like a bus hit you, if y'all ain't get that bar I can't fuck wit you
