This my young ni- Pabb
I′ma get it, you can turn my headphones up on this one
Now, I really gotta make these niggas feel me
Whatever the roses, I said I believed her
And I don't wanna kill ′em, I'm protectin' my people
Wantin′ to check up and keepin′ my head up (Yeah)
QRN, you know i, you know I was born in this shit
Not sworn in this shit and I also got my heart torn in this shit
You'd think I just guess that come with the streets
Like, look (Favor, turn me up)
Oh-oh-oh look, oh-oh-oh look
Ayy, ayy, ayy, check this out
I really just ′bout to tell 'em how I feel
50 Cent not talkin′ power
Got attachments on the ghost
I got the neck for 'bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go
Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin′ rackades on some clothes
I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows
I call up Peezy, where the lean at?
Weezy, where the beans at?
Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back
Yeah, I been goin' through some pain
But still maintain, I ball on 7-6s
I feel like Boosie, I been goin' through some pain
I gotta keep my pistol
Before he try to take my chain
He might wanna take a couple .556s
See, I been walkin′ through the rain with fucked up Js
You know my lifestyle realer, back and fourth the youth detention
This for all the ones that doubted me
That thought I′d be a victim, shout out all the ones that shot at me
'Cause I done got a million (Woah)
This for all them trappers sellin′ dope
Tryna run some racks up out a store
This for all them smackers, keep that pole
This for the ones who really stickin' to the code
I hope you get a appeal and come home
Get them checks and dollar bills, fuck a ho
′Cause if you catch a couple years, they gon' go
They gonna treat you like you just another ho
50 Cent not talkin′ power
Got attachments on the ghost
I got the neck for 'bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go
Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin' rackades on some clothes
I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows
I call up Peezy, where the lean at?
Weezy, where the beans at?
Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back
Yeah, I been goin′ through some pain
But still maintain, I ball on 7-6s
I feel like Boosie, I been goin′ through some pain
I gotta keep my pistol
50 Cent not talkin' power
Got attachments on the ghost
I got the neck for ′bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go
Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin' rackades on some clothes
I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows
I bought a smoke with EBT, jus′ for a gram to get some groceries
I can't wait to get on BET to promote we got ′bows of weed
Last thing 'fore I leave the stage
Im screamin' out "We smokin′ V"
It′s hard to stop the violence, even though I'm ridin′ with YB
GMG, shout out V, the realest nigga on my team
Don't fuck with 49, but we be quick to rob you for yo′ change
I done ran a forty-nine yards, fifty on a chain
Teddy at the seven where we Crippin' just in New Orleans
Don′t you worry 'bout what's in my double cup
I′m feelin′ like I'm Lil Wayne
Promethazine, a yellow Robitussin straight codeine
Ballin′ like I'm Melo, free my brother
Filthy cocaine, fuck the rap shit
On another level trappin′ in the dope game
50 Cent not talkin' power
Got attachments on the ghost
I got the neck for ′bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go
Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin' rackades on some clothes
I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows
I call up Peezy, where the lean at?
Weezy, where the beans at?
Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back
Yeah, I been goin' through some pain
But still maintain, I ball on 7-6s
I feel like Boosie, I been goin′ through some pain
I gotta keep my pistol
50 Cent not talkin′ power
Got attachments on the ghost
I got the neck for 'bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go
Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin′ rackades on some clothes
I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows
