This my young ni- Pabb

I′ma get it, you can turn my headphones up on this one

Now, I really gotta make these niggas feel me

Whatever the roses, I said I believed her

And I don't wanna kill ′em, I'm protectin' my people

Wantin′ to check up and keepin′ my head up (Yeah)

QRN, you know i, you know I was born in this shit

Not sworn in this shit and I also got my heart torn in this shit

You'd think I just guess that come with the streets

Like, look (Favor, turn me up)

Oh-oh-oh look, oh-oh-oh look

Ayy, ayy, ayy, check this out

I really just ′bout to tell 'em how I feel

50 Cent not talkin′ power

Got attachments on the ghost

I got the neck for 'bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go

Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin′ rackades on some clothes

I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows

I call up Peezy, where the lean at?

Weezy, where the beans at?

Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back

Yeah, I been goin' through some pain

But still maintain, I ball on 7-6s

I feel like Boosie, I been goin' through some pain

I gotta keep my pistol

Before he try to take my chain

He might wanna take a couple .556s

See, I been walkin′ through the rain with fucked up Js

You know my lifestyle realer, back and fourth the youth detention

This for all the ones that doubted me

That thought I′d be a victim, shout out all the ones that shot at me

'Cause I done got a million (Woah)

This for all them trappers sellin′ dope

Tryna run some racks up out a store

This for all them smackers, keep that pole

This for the ones who really stickin' to the code

I hope you get a appeal and come home

Get them checks and dollar bills, fuck a ho

′Cause if you catch a couple years, they gon' go

They gonna treat you like you just another ho

50 Cent not talkin′ power

Got attachments on the ghost

I got the neck for 'bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go

Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin' rackades on some clothes

I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows

I call up Peezy, where the lean at?

Weezy, where the beans at?

Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back

Yeah, I been goin′ through some pain

But still maintain, I ball on 7-6s

I feel like Boosie, I been goin′ through some pain

I gotta keep my pistol

50 Cent not talkin' power

Got attachments on the ghost

I got the neck for ′bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go

Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin' rackades on some clothes

I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows

I bought a smoke with EBT, jus′ for a gram to get some groceries

I can't wait to get on BET to promote we got ′bows of weed

Last thing 'fore I leave the stage

Im screamin' out "We smokin′ V"

It′s hard to stop the violence, even though I'm ridin′ with YB

GMG, shout out V, the realest nigga on my team

Don't fuck with 49, but we be quick to rob you for yo′ change

I done ran a forty-nine yards, fifty on a chain

Teddy at the seven where we Crippin' just in New Orleans

Don′t you worry 'bout what's in my double cup

I′m feelin′ like I'm Lil Wayne

Promethazine, a yellow Robitussin straight codeine

Ballin′ like I'm Melo, free my brother

Filthy cocaine, fuck the rap shit

On another level trappin′ in the dope game

50 Cent not talkin' power

Got attachments on the ghost

I got the neck for ′bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go

Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin' rackades on some clothes

I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows

I call up Peezy, where the lean at?

Weezy, where the beans at?

Way back, this Maybach massage me when I lean back

Yeah, I been goin' through some pain

But still maintain, I ball on 7-6s

I feel like Boosie, I been goin′ through some pain

I gotta keep my pistol

50 Cent not talkin′ power

Got attachments on the ghost

I got the neck for 'bout a hour, told the bitch she had to go

Neiman Marcus in my closet, droppin′ rackades on some clothes

I bought some turkey bags from Target just to bag up all these bows