Damn I guess yall love me again These R&B b**hes wanna come f*ck me again They Like "Damn buck, where the f*ck have you been?" Im at the bank, can't pull out, what you ain't put in n***a ya think i ain't livin, im enjoying this feelin, im rollin no ceiling pealin off 4 million Im pullin up at drama studio in the A, im like cannon cut the mic on i got something to say n***as was burring me alive, DJ's was runnin away, and to this day thats the reason why im touchin the yay Been to the pen and back, n***a now why the f*ck ima play, when i just seen a n***a get stabbed for a milk and a tray, Okay You all dont know how hard it is to keep 50 calm, if it wasn't for me n***a, you would miss ya mom, imagine a soldier talkin to the f*ckin don, sayin thats enough cuz, the war is won Im 60 minutes and 2 clips away from k**in yall, walkin with two 40 Glocks, and lenox mob I brought the new year in last night with Jeezy But big meech ain't here so we both feel uneasy I'm on some hold your head up Bobby Shmurda sh** I'm on some St.Louis Mike Brown murder sh** And ya'll just worried bout the next pair of jordans I'm in this project closet recording (What you do) When yo daddy bagging pounds and yo mama goin scorin Ya brother got bricks yo sister got these hoes hoein Im in the kitchen breaking down grams as we speak Looking at my self on MTV jams of the week