Ya (cmg)

This mixtape here

It′s strictly for the fans (yogottimusic.com)Trust me!

I want my album to drop more than you

Call the fucking label and ask them what happening

Dear world, fuck it

Truly yours!

King

I'm on my grown man flow band up flow,

Nigga I jus brought a phantom off the showroom floor

See these niggas subtweeting, but his fans don′t know

He's a pussy and I expose this nigga I said a hoe

In the streets niggas look up to gotti and I understand why

Ain't on this slick shit nigga, I see eye to eye

Runnin around, talking down, playing games, nigga die

Young niggas in the clip, black nines, nothing but fire!

(Ay let the beat sing to em)

Look, my brother back in jail, my songs leaking out

Little rappers playing with me

I′m trying to stop from clicking out

Did a show in Alabama, guess my strap was sticking out

Security to try the arrest nigga, but instead they kicked me out

I′ve been going through a lot of shit, fucking with this model bitch

Baby momma left a nigga and now it hard to see the kids

Record label can't get it right, they pushed the date back

Ross hit a nigga up try to put me on mayback

Tip hit a nigga up trying to give me grand hustle

All these niggas are my niggas and I respect the hustlers

Some of these niggas like my brothers

They′ve been real since day one

Realest nigga in it, I've been real since day one

And a nigga keep sayin I′m one song away

Fuck that, I'm 5 million dollars strong today!

See when You heard me doing that money machine shit, nigga

That mean I got that mother fuck′n sack bro

Nigga I make M's nigga

You know what I'm talkin about

I show these niggas how to do this shit I′m the blue print nigga

Show these niggas how to make these millions, nigga

And I ain′t drop shit but a nigga bitch off.

You know what I'm talkin about

I′m in a two door coup

With a see through roof

And the a dope boy roll and a glock 9 too

Red bitch on the passenger, she semi cute

But her head some serious, so you know what it do

When I say I love my niggers, that mean I love my niggers

Yeah, I rap for living, but I gotta plug for my niggers

I talk cocaine, cause I know cocaine

Ain't on that criss cross shit

I′m trying to stay in my lane.

Say I rap like I trap, I gotta stay on my game

I'm strapped 24/7 I got to stay on my aim

They say Keep it real gotti I say I been doing that

They say the niggers are white, I say influence that

I′m on my li-li-liter shit niggas following the kid

But I ain't fucked up with it

The streets know what it is

(I'm on my li-li-liter shit niggas following the kid)

(But I ain′t fucked up with it)

(The streets know what it is)

My little homies keep telling me to smash on em

Met a bad bitch and I spend a little cash on her

Cope a new whip so I left the paper tags on it

Got a couple checks but I really hate to brag on it

Catch me in the club, Luis shoe, Louis rag on em

Standing on the couch, popping bottles dropping swagg on em

Zilla up next and I bet the pad on em

Soon as he said the name Cmg drop the bag on em

I mean you know shit crazy

Cuz like the other night a nigga was in atlanta

We fucking around on the internet

And we see a moherfucking itunes ad

Like yo gotti Jan. 10th

I mean shit counted thru me for a loop

Cuz I didn′t know nothing about it

And its like dec. 23

I'm a real nigga 1st, get money 2nd

Break bread with my niggas, we like family so respect it

Bad blood in the camp and nigga feel neglected

I try to work it out before it get all hecked

But if its about a bitch, just know I don′t respect it

And if you talking foul I hope its ain't in my direction homie

I say if you talking foul I hope its ain′t in my direction homie

Ay see

I believe nigga got a problem they handle it

You don't talk, you don′t tweet

If its all good its all good

Know what I'm talkin about

I'm from the city of the murders

Were industry niggas ain′t never heard of us

They be like who the fuck is gotti, nigga google me

Oh I′m a fuck nigga, that shit must be new to me

I'm damn near 30 and a nigga ain′t done shit to me

Put your hands on a real nigga then its 1st degree

Get it (pow)

Hit it (pow)

Split it

Thats all my niggas do is murk some

I'm trying to hurt some

Mego got a 18 wheeler, he trying to work some

That bitch bad as hell, she trying to twerk some

I′m give that bitch back to you cause she worst-some

I'm out

C-M-G

I′m king