Cars I drive Yea My name is in the streets My name is in the streets My name is my name
It's a war goin on outside So I got bulletproof glass on the cars I drive Roll by and I catch broads eyes But I ignore em and I keep on goin Got the Mobb Deep bangin and my a/c blowin Niggas on they last legs and they wounds is open So I'm on em like sharks smellin blood in the ocean Hot Spitta I'm a seasoned vet What's fucked up is I haven't dropped an album yet But I don't cry over spilled milk Clean up the mess Get a glass And refill my shit Nigga mad cause his girlfriend fill my shit He gettin a call And talk loud all through the song Make sure she can't hear my shit My California homies told me that I spit Vish and I belong on the top 10 list These original Jordans These ain't retros slick You lil niggas betta learn your kicks Can't tell when she lyin Betta learn your bitch Said she was with her girl But she at my crib Well the truth she ain't lyin to you She is with her girl But her girl over here too And we ain't doin nothin but fuckin And tryna come up with a recipe for weed rice crispie treats I'm the rapper your favorite rapper be happy to meet Swagga never can be unraveled I'm tight as can be Ask god to keep haters away from me Tryna live all my days sucka free Got the next generation lookin up to me My influence ain't that hard to see I'm bringin New Orleans back Matta fact the mayor need to inaugurate me