[Intro] Yeah, Save Money Only the real, back with a... Back with a.... Yeah
[Verse] Back with a vengeance, motherfuck friendships Uh, did you miss that part Register to vote, for the EP download Now ain't that smart? You niggas ain't that smart Can't play that card, can't handle the kid Bang 'em up and leave 'em blue Like my nigga ScHoolboy, that boy straight out of Fig City of Hoover, uh, shout out to Junior Uh, balling like Michael, only disciples We ever knew was, Gangsta Disciples Black and blue but I was black and red Blake Griffin, how I'm rising on 'em Get your L.A Clippers cause I'm at your head Sleeping on me, just go back to bed Okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, okay Son you in your city When I drop the show dates Uh, pull up on me, I call Emory I got shooters everywhere for my enemies I had to fire my management, I wanna be with my real friends I ain't feeling your energy Why these niggas so fake They so fake, so fake Stevey personalities They Stephen Colbert Hey, Hamilton's is on me I should be on Broadway Beef I turn it into Burger King Just have it your way, phone ring I might have to call Miss Info up Let her get a little bit of info 'Bout some niggas that I used to be cool with Ehhh, let me bend back like Limbo You don't wanna hang like that, like a lynch rope You can get sliced up, RIP to Kimbo I go Birdman when I see you dog With your baby or your baby momma, I get all three of 'yall Respek on my name Please put some fuckin' respek on my name I put respek on my vote Switching the system, I'm changing the game This is the Roc, stay in your lane I'm taking shots, I ain't saying no names I'm from the Chi, on my block it's a Cole World Like I'm with the Fayetteville gang I'm heating up now at this part Yeah, Power 106, Lift Off Vic ain't hot, man you must be smoking that Whitney Tell 'em Bobby Brown kick rocks Shout my nigga Rocky and my boss Rick Ross I admit, I admit, Bill Cosby No weapon formed against me will prosper Niggas been phonies and they really still frauds, I ain't fucking with 'em