[Verse 1:Don Juan]
f** Facebook, Tom and his little social network
No one gives a f** about him except for his net worth
And all the b**hes know the Don from my net girth
Find me lamping and I'll show you how my inner net works
MacBook chilling, fat sack grilling
And you know we get down when we step up in the building
No roof on this beat and you will not find any ceilings
I'm a brick wall, 6 tall, delivering my feelings
Get metaphorical allude to the sh**
And don't be stepping in it or you'll be wiping poo of your kicks
And your weapons they are just too crude to seek it
And I'm not too rude to preach it, its the don so hear me speak it
And uh why don't you pa** that instead of f**ing holding it
Relight it f**ing ash that you should wear an a** hat
Always cruising dirty got the stickers for the hazmat
Get with the swag, threw the fitted for the snapback
[Hook]
I can't believe its not bu*ter, you think that you could handle this
b**hes snapping pictures on their daddy's bought cameras
[Verse 2: CB Radio]
Like a fly around spiders I be buzzing on the web
Writing every single thing that's popping up inside my head
And my thoughts are never dead, (clear) I bring them to life
First I think it then I see it then I do it alright
Shouldn't front on CB I'm just trynna live my dreams
I ain't Stretch Armstrong so they seeming out of reach
But everything I grind for, everyone I liv for
Oops I meant live either way this sh** I die for
B-but I hope that ain't the case
Cuz I'm CB not C dub, do not want biggies fate
You should know that I ain't fake
I'm the realest that there is
Poor English, its my minor but I graduated
N-now just look into my eyes
Always I'm staying true to me never wearing no disguise
With a snapback on fresh Nikes on my feet
Angry money in my wallet, call it Mean Joe Green
[Hook]
b**hes snapping pictures on their daddy bought cameras