what i got to do to satisfy anybody
if my chain hang down to my d***
then let me wear it proud
you would love to see me nailed to the cross
rather then see me blow b label at ya boss
f*** you till's that download my s***
and f*** you tills that wont let me live
an open mic in the phsyc wont get me cribs
and a freestyle battle wont get me s***.
yall p*****, im a soldier so we dont mix
you all mushy on the inside im stone cold brick
yall want pleasure so ill give you pain
give you beach rhymes unlike the other s*** is lame
ima blow right past by you when im switchin lanes
on the highway to heaven hydroplane through rain
tell my mom and pop your baby boy done changed
into a grown a** man its the same ole same
i would never cut a throat to achieve my goals
but if you try to slow me down then you must go
the moneys more important so you must know
when i was five years old i realized there was a road
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man
yo heres a little something for them cars that be b**pin heres a little something for them kids that be frontin
bills gotta get paid skys the limit were gonan do this our way despite the critics
i dont do it for the groupies or the trifelin b****s
i do it for my kids my wife and my n*****
most important thing in life stay real to your people not true to hip hop thats what the internet feed ya
buy a car off rap they say your soul get lost they would rather see you on the train or writing graph on the wall
or rockin a backpack baggy jeans and vans
ide rather rock a guardian chain that hang down to my pants
or a new era fitted that match my sneaks a pinky ring so bling that s*** light up the street
a big a** truck with rims thats me and my b**** with t.v.'s so my kids can watch lilo and stitch
i got respect where im from dont try to steal my shine
im trying to take the whole game i hope i get it in time
stop burnin what i invet and downloadin me i aint no mp3 n**** its q.d.
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man
if my chain hang down to my d***
then let me wear it proud
you would love to see me nailed to the cross
rather then see me blow b label at ya boss
f*** you till's that download my s***
and f*** you tills that wont let me live
an open mic in the phsyc wont get me cribs
and a freestyle battle wont get me s***.
yall p*****, im a soldier so we dont mix
you all mushy on the inside im stone cold brick
yall want pleasure so ill give you pain
give you beach rhymes unlike the other s*** is lame
ima blow right past by you when im switchin lanes
on the highway to heaven hydroplane through rain
tell my mom and pop your baby boy done changed
into a grown a** man its the same ole same
i would never cut a throat to achieve my goals
but if you try to slow me down then you must go
the moneys more important so you must know
when i was five years old i realized there was a road
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man
yo heres a little something for them cars that be b**pin heres a little something for them kids that be frontin
bills gotta get paid skys the limit were gonan do this our way despite the critics
i dont do it for the groupies or the trifelin b****s
i do it for my kids my wife and my n*****
most important thing in life stay real to your people not true to hip hop thats what the internet feed ya
buy a car off rap they say your soul get lost they would rather see you on the train or writing graph on the wall
or rockin a backpack baggy jeans and vans
ide rather rock a guardian chain that hang down to my pants
or a new era fitted that match my sneaks a pinky ring so bling that s*** light up the street
a big a** truck with rims thats me and my b**** with t.v.'s so my kids can watch lilo and stitch
i got respect where im from dont try to steal my shine
im trying to take the whole game i hope i get it in time
stop burnin what i invet and downloadin me i aint no mp3 n**** its q.d.
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man
i aint got to breakdance i aint got to freestyle just to prove im hip hop, ima grown a** man
i aint got to write graph, im alowed to like cash, who you think your talking to, ima grown a** man