Im straight up out dat ghetto lookin fo a come up
I gotta make dat cheese talkin bout mega bucks
Im spittin much game and Im pull em in this thangs
But man this shit is slow, I need to try some other thangs
My brother, heavy on the low, boomin into town
I see he living straight, he need to front his girl a pound
I be so fcked up, thats da chance I gotta take
Im dropping outta school, cause this cheese I gotta make
I holla at my brother, he done set his girl straight
Whatever for that cheese, on the track real late
Im pushin so much dope, I done fell off in the mall
Me and Mac Doody, man we shop until we fall
Im tryin not to splurge, gotta keep it on the low
But dawg thats hard to do, when you was used to being broke
Im out here living nice, niggas jockin my life
I got a karat gold smile and Im dripped up in ice, shit
repeat 2x
I dont trust dem boys, get em all way from round here
Everybody talkin how we flashin all the time here
Police niggas snitchin when Im tryin to sell these pounds here
Need to shut the fck up, you get yo self drowned here
I got a Benz on twenties but Im still in the hood
My neighbors wonderin how the fck did I get it so good
There you go, nosy ho, all up in my biz
Aint no questions asked when Im out there feeding your kids
I wonder why the police always riding my block
They need to take they ass on, Im tired of swallowin rocks
Man Im always getting sweated, man these bitches be at me
I tell em that my folks died and they left me that fetty
They aint tryin to hear that shit, a punk bitch and a snitch
These boys hatin cause Im hustlin, trying to get rich
You wanna cut my water off, cause your dick is too soft
Nigga you aint getting paid followin the law
If you shut the fck up, then I might give you something
But naw bitch, fck you , I aint givin yo hatin ass nothin
So you can snitch to the folks, but you gotta have proof
Dont let me find out who you are, then its over for you, bitch
repeat 2x
I dont trust dem boys, get em all way from round here
Everybody talkin how we flashin all the time here
Police niggas snitchin when Im tryin to sell these pounds here
Need to shut the fck up, you get yo self drowned here
It was five in the morning, police kickin in my front door
Wit them Tech 9s asking me where the damn dope
I aint got no dope, but they slam me to the fckin floor
They aint have to do it like that, Im a jazzy ho
They didnt find no dope, but they took my ass anyway
Trying to run the game, bout they shippin me upstate
Get me to the station and they lookin at each other
Askin me some questions, showin pictures of my brother
Trying to make a deal, see they thinkin Im a stupid bitch
They aint find no dope, so these hoes aint got shit
I aint sayin a word, shit they got amy family background
Even thought its true, I aint trying to make a damn sound
72 hours in the tank, goin crazy
I dont give a fck, I cant snitch on my family
So they cut me loose, got no evidence to keep me in
Back out on these streets and its going down once again
repeat 3x
I dont trust dem boys, get em all way from round here
Everybody talkin how we flashin all the time here
Police niggas snitchin when Im tryin to sell these pounds here
Need to shut the fck up, you get yo self drowned here