[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