Uh Tied, they dead flies everywhere, you heard me? Tag-team me Finesse, two of 'em (X.O. think he all that) Ayy, I'm in Houston with the rocket (Rocket) Hundred K to the plug, forty-five thousand in profit (That's profit) Say I can't go back to Memphis? Tell them niggas I said stop it (Stop it) Double-R, I'm in South Memphis, a quarter mil' in my pocket, ain't gon' fuck with me Ayy, I ain't lookin' for no problems, I ain't duckin' shit either (I ain't duckin' shit either) Cut my baby mama off, but it was cheaper to keep her (But it was cheaper to keep her) Left Atlanta, went to Memphis just to fuck on Felicia (Bye) Made her stop and walk her home, R.I.P. to Juanita (R.I.P.) I got millions on my mind (Big bags) thirty in my clip (Big clip) I'm on some bangin' shit plus I been runnin' with some Crips (Cuz) I'm a 'Wood smokin' (Smokin') hundred-thou', I'm totin' (Big one) Realest rapper in my city that's really out in the open, man (Uh) I'm in Miami with my heat, I'm all on the front street Too late to squash the beef, it's blood on the concrete Drop a hundred on my piece, you can look, but don't touch me I'm a romantic-ass, gangster-ass nigga, but ain't nothin' sweet I'm in Miami with my heat, I'm all on the front street Too late to squash the beef, it's blood on the concrete Drop a hundred on my piece, you can look, but don't touch me I'm a romantic-ass, gangster-ass nigga, but ain't nothin' sweet I'm in the cut fifty deep Take over niggas' cities, send 'em a cease and desist Set a trap up in your hood and bring them killers to me Make sure the young niggas eat, then I'll have 'em spinnin' for me Yeah, this shit really easy, I'll solve a nigga with my same watch, I swapped out the meeting Lil' bitch steady throwin' my vibe off, ain't matchin' my frequency Around my way, I'm really top dog, but they ain't wanna believe this shit I'm on the ugly corner right now, but nothin' 'bout me hideous The same day I bought an SRT and a traphouse, just recently I'm sorry, baby, I fucked her mouth, but that don't count, that was previous My youngin runnin' guns, takin' trips to Savannah Lil' Marco get the bond, he shot the nigga on camera Throw it back, I make it rain, dear, call me Santa Four bodies in the same year, fresh out the slammer All these niggas screamin' gang shit, we do a lil' better Everybody with me on the same tip, gon' pop off wherever I'm in Miami with my heat, I'm all on the front street Too late to squash the beef, it's blood on the concrete Drop a hundred on my piece, you can look, but don't touch me I'm a romantic-ass, gangster-ass nigga, but ain't nothin' sweet I'm in Miami with my heat, I'm all on the front street Too late to squash the beef, it's blood on the concrete Drop a hundred on my piece, you can look, but don't touch me I'm a romantic-ass, gangster-ass nigga, but ain't nothin' sweet (Skii) 'Fore I get on the stage (Stage) I need me a dub please (Yeah) She fuckin' 'cause I'm paid, you know how them sluts be (Ugh) They slidin' for the Skii, my niggas gon' come deep (Skrrt) I ain't the type to beef, I'm spendin' that fuck cheese (On God) Way richer than my haters, they can't even compete I keep a couple on my roster (Damn) I can't just have one freak All these niggas see a dollar (What?) they don't really love me He hatin' on Luh Tyler 'cause he wish that he was me When I was down, they wasn't 'round to lift me up (Yeah) But now I'm rich, know they mad because I ran it up (Yeah) I'm turnt up in the club, nigga, I'm lit as fuck (Lit as fuck) They said they did, but whole time, they didn't love me (Didn't love me) I'm in Miami with my heat, I'm all on the front street Too late to squash the beef, it's blood on the concrete Drop a hundred on my piece, you can look, but don't touch me I'm a romantic-ass, gangster-ass nigga, but ain't nothin' sweet I'm in Miami with my heat, I'm all on the front street Too late to squash the beef, it's blood on the concrete Drop a hundred on my piece, you can look, but don't touch me I'm a romantic-ass, gangster-ass nigga, but ain't nothin' sweet
