[Intro - Sneakbo]
Call me what you want but you can't call me broke
I'm burning all these bridges I don't cross no more
I don't trust no more, I don't love no more

[Verse 1 - Sneakbo]
I don't feel this n***as, I don't feel these bitches, man fuck them all
I've just got a new whip like skrr
I'm the man with the bands, that's the word
Nowadays I get racks for a verse
I know God but I never go church
I got stabbed and my boy got merked
And if I died then it would've been worse
A hundred and fifty young G's on my curb
Get him done when I give em that word
N***a don't say "word", this ain't '06
This ain't back then, man be on some grown shit
Yes bitch, yes bitch, this ain't '06
Just like back then imma come and smoke shit
Cause I be on shit, I don't give a shit
SW9, I be out on the strip
N***as say that they're looking for me
Get my strap, I'm out on these streets
Local, they ain't really on me
They don't really, they don't really want beef
Don't be silly, don't be playing round with me
You want fame? You can hit the TV
And boy that's word to my G's, word to the team
Word to the bruddas that I'm still GG
N***as wanna be like me, wanna hate on me, fuck being friendly
It's Political Peak, all of these n***as are neeks
All these n***as are pussies, these n***as are dickheads
They can't do it with me
I'm fed up, I'm dressed up in black, I don't call my n***as and that
I do it myself, I circle the streets, my n***as will tell you the facts
Fuck all the fame and the money
These n***as must think that it's funny
These n***as run laps when it's sunny
[Hook - Sneakbo]
Call me what you want but you can't call me broke
I'm burning all these bridges I don't cross no more
I don't trust no more, I don't love no more
Fam I've heard bare man put bare money on my head
They ain't making no noise, they ain't making no noise
They ain't making no noise
I don't see this n***as, don't see these bitches, don't see these boys
They ain't making no noise, they ain't making no noise
They ain't making no noise
I don't know these bitches, I don't know these boys

[Verse 2 - Snap Capone]
Suede Giuseppe sneakers, rolling round with ninas
General Snap, got lines like Adidas
N***as talking beef, I hope you're all believers
With this AK akh I can make you see Jesus
Never talk that cruddy shit you never live
I'm in that 760 Beema moving devilish
I'm a coke boy, all you n***as broke boy
I've got that coke boy, forty for a box n***a oh boy
I'm strapped with that shotty or the old boy
Or the ting with the whistle making no noise
It's S-N and S-N, tell your bitch bring a bredrin
Violate me, can't sleep akh
My gun got a body like a sleeping bag
I'll roll up in that blue or that green S Jag
I'll lay a n***a flat like a TV stand
Brains on the wall, plasma
I don't street fight, Blanka
I've got a nine and a nank and some nunchucks
Head shot scrape a n***a's dandruff
If it's beef it's beef my n***a, Margiela, Louboutin killer
I'm a mobster drug dealer, MJ flow, I'm a thriller
[Hook - Sneakbo]
Call me what you want but you can't call me broke
I'm burning all these bridges I don't cross no more
I don't trust no more, I don't love no more
Fam I've heard bare man put bare money on my head
They ain't making no noise, they ain't making no noise
They ain't making no noise
I don't see this n***as, don't see these bitches, don't see these boys
They ain't making no noise, they ain't making no noise
They ain't making no noise
I don't know these bitches, I don't know these boys