Uh-huh, uh-huh yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Let me Let me
Let me speak my piece let me clear my thoughts a lot of information signals getting crossed
Yeah we hear you talk loud but we know who the boss y’all niggas creep y’all went south
Y'all face sour cause a nigga next way before the nike store I been had a check
I been getting fly hoes throw me sex South Beach in a vet getting stupid neck
Running laps around the Sun demanding my respect
Giving hymns for the ghetto and the projects
Showtheboat he whip these beats straight out the pyrex
It’s been my time since the g shock and the timex
I know these niggas praying that I really fall off
When the money come don’t worry I won' call y’all oh
When I money can't worry I won't call y’all
