Now I can't lie I need them bands
Gotta keep my niggas out that can
Gotta keep this 40 on my side this bitch gone go and it don't jam
Gotta keep my head above the water gotta show em who I am
Gotta work this bitch I work this bitch I'm chasing after M's
I Gotta I gotta I gotta do it to ya

Stay to yo self they try to change you
You blow up they say they made you
Then they try to take yo money just like that ain't something major
Fuck that nigga fuck yo label
Fuck the critics fuck them haters
Fuck you now and fuck you later
I'm Independent chasin paper

Don't wanna die before i'm rich
Don't wanna go out bout no bitch
Don't wanna ask em fa no handouts know the world don't owe me shit
We gone ride round wit them sticks
Sacrifice em candles lit
I'ma burn em like a Newport if he ever fuckin snitch

Bitch I'm Smoove like Rico suave
Heh, Tattoos on my body
Heh, Am I fuckin on yo baby mama nigga prolly
Bitch I'm cool wit all these ghetto stars no Jimmy fallon
You should step off in City we got plenty damn talent

I got some niggas that play for the rockets
Don't tote a wallet but they tote a rocket
2 in the car one up under the seat if it ain't on my side then it's one in my pocket
Fuck nigga play then we coming to see what it bout come thru clear out the apartment
Know I'm serious keep that carbon
I can't miss em hit that target