don't care) Yo yo, he got a lot of fucking ice I don't care Yo, he got a Benz and a range I don't care He get forty spins a day I don't care I'm knockin
you brothers I jam like Smuckers Don't udder because my style is buttah The roughneck, green-eyed, funkdafied For those girls who cry my style's worldwide (word
words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya You really talkin' reckless right now And we know you ain't built for that Nigga chill, calm down Watch your words, don't
shooting for my targets look if you've been shooting yourself in the foot don't hold me hostage .. making what doesn't sell then you complaining when it doesn't
ain't safe for you Haterz can't get me, they get to you So they can't know how your face looks So the first thing you don't own is a Facebook Sacrifices
, motherfucker He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture Fuck slangin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get you Not like these fools who don't
you must have a mental disease Assume the position and get back down on your knees, come on And you don't really wanna fuck with me Only nigga that I trust is
, you take it as I'ma whip someone?s ass If you don?t understand, don?t even bother to ask A father who has grown up with a father-less past Who has
mirked don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in guard it cause you're about to catch a
get mirked Don't ever let a nigga tell you slugs don't hurt Don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard Trust in "God"? It's 'cause you're about to catch a
soul Look at yourself, See how you lie Your hands start shaking and you don't know why Look at yourself, See how you lie Your hands start shaking and you don't
the ghetto aint never been close-never- Trusting this government like trusting the devil in oath A rebel with quotes- I Get Up!- Lifestyles of the young, black and wreckless A
Now every ting is lovely So don't put yu trust inna false prophecy Dis a de edley shine & stevie You might wonder Stand firm to all those who feel concern
he got a little girlfriend His grades started goin' up But mamas' health didn't So when she passed away He said he ain't really miss her Said she hit
seen a hundred or mo' I'ma sell my dope can't trust no bitch Pop my wheel break bread with my click If a nigga don't hustle than a nigga don't eat Steady