[Intro]
(Saul, ooh)

[Verse 1]
I ain't worried 'bout these bitches, only worried 'bout my cake
You ain't talkin' 'bout progressin', baby, get up out my face
Lately, I been feelin' pain, really tryna do the race
I been stayin' in my lane, say middle finger to the snakes
When you start to get the money, start to see that n***as fake
Always talk behind your back, then wanna smile in your face
N***as droppin' false statements on my name like they gay
'Til I really get to trippin', call my brothers, press play
You ain't never woke up and made bands, what a day
Klockin' klocks to the face, then I end it with some face
N***as always on the 'net, they speakin' on me, what you say?
Yeah, I grew up in Iraq, so get the fuck up out my face
I ain't politic back then, so I don't politic today
I'm from Sac, not the Bay, let's get this shit straight
Yeah, I fucked a couple n***as' bitches, what you got to say?
Couple n***as fucked my bitches too, it happen every day

[Interlude]
Ain't no school for this shit, stupid
Ain't no school for this shit
You gotta be smart enough to pick up the information as you go
Now the crazy shit is n***as'll look like you doin' somethin' wrong, what I do wrong?
Now motherfuckers say you crazy, n***as call me crazy
You know what I be sayin' to 'em when they say that?
N***as say I'm crazy, I be thinkin', "Yup"
[Verse 2]
Bottom line, I'm 'bout my bag and I ain't livin' day-to-day
I know India lookin' down, she see me gettin' all this cake
I was broke, so every day, I'm livin' like my birthday
Two klocks in this 'Wood, I'm smokin' in the worst way
Out of all the bitches top me, your bitch gave the worst face
They hate to see a n***a winnin', so they make the worst face
Brodie, the word of today is "cake"
Don't let me see that bucket load, I get to chippin' its paint
I said it's good, it's really not, what the fuck did you think?
I know I'm gettin' old, mama, and this shit ain't the same
I know my daddy ain't the best, but I ain't changin' my name
Me and my brothers gettin' to it, I ain't changin' my gang
I know these bitches say they love me, but they givin' up brain
To them n***as clout chasin', put respect on my name
I think them n***as only mad because they life ain't changed
They see me workin', see me grindin' nonstop every day
And I ain't never hated n***as, why put salt on my name?
Why put salt on my name?
And I ain't never hated n***as, why put salt on my name?
Why put salt on my name? Gone