Yeah, nigga get that mind right, ain't No time for stressing
Why you still in my face when you Cheated?, that's the real question
Nigga this the wrong song wanna hear Bout Smith & Wesson
But you wanna be a hood nigga, that's Just what I'm guessing
Eyes on my money, like I'm playin' Chess
Them niggas did me wrong, but they Won't confess
But bitch you did me wrong, the hell You mean what's next?
That nigga talking' crazy so I hit him In his neck, yeah nigga
Huh nigga don't play with me nigga
The fuck?
Can't nobody do it like me
And now they want a nigga see him on The big screen
She worried bout a picture, cause a Nigga stacking cheese
Stack your cheese and stay out the way Nigga
And that's facts
Ain't got no time for the bullshit nigga
Ah nigga, i really don't
Let em talk, and let em hate
Go and stack your pape
Wanna be this?, but be a minute
And yeah them niggas be cappin, but They ain't got no ceilings
Yeah they shitting on you, but call it The beginning
Your brother claim he love you, don't Wanna see you winnin
Nigga I don't got no time for the Childish shit and the gimmicks
Yeah you mess up, then you screw up But it's death that they be wishin
Been patient, for that paper like I'm Goin fishing
A nigga be so hungry, I just wanna go And get a chicken
Yeah, nigga get that mind right, ain't No time for stressing
Why you still in my face when you Cheated?, that's the real question
Nigga this the wrong song wanna hear Bout Smith & Wesson
You wanna be a hood nigga, that's Just What I'm guessing
Yeah, yeah what they call me?