[Intro: Young Noble & 2Pac]
I have no patience for anybody that doubts me
None, at all(Yeah) It's too hard out here
Young Noble Outlaw
Let me talk to these n***as

[Verse 1: Young Noble]
These suckas doin' blogs e'yday, yappin' bout Nobe'
I go hard e'yday (Yeah) On my grind gettin' dough
We are not the same (Nah)
These n***as want fame (Fame)
On the internet (Man)
But we've been legendary befo' it was a internet (Outlaw)
Double platinum on my block befo' I wrote a rap
Only thirteen showin' furr, let mе hold the strap
This outlaw nation, I carry on my back believе me
You can get touched wherever you at nigguh! (Woop!)
It's a small world you n***as is all girls (Right)
Tryna blame the next man for your lack of's
Haters callin' other haters they need back up (They need back up)
These n***as fell off hard tryna get back up (Tryna get back up)
I ain't never fell off, cut from a better cloth (Yeah)
I took charge of this shit, 'cause I'm a better boss (Let's go)
Man, look around where these n***as at
They never where the action at, they never where the paper at (Look around)
And I be everywhere, a world wide mob figga (Mob figga)
Every verse is like church from my thug scriptures
N***a, mothafuck yo' opinion (Fuck yo' opinion)
You ain't feelin' me? Who the fuck is you feelin'? (Man)
Grown man bidness (Bidness) These n***as grown ass children (Damn)
Lookin' for attention, so my team they mention (Right)
If they talked about themselves, won't nobody listen
Bluffin', huffin' and puffin', who the fuck you kiddin'? (Fuck you kiddin'?)
A few of y'all fell for the okie doke (Sucka)
Switched sides believin' them lies (Man) From so and so (Sad)
Weak ass rappers on drugs 'bout to overdose (C'mon)
Imaginary shooters, now they beef through computers
Welcome to the future, virtual reality
Where they believe conspiracy theories more than reality (Crazy)
They still think the don out in Cuba (They do)
Askin' if he alive, let him rest in the sky, damn
Even when you die, they won't let you die (Let you die)
Outlaw Immortal, we forever, n***a let us fly (Let us fly)
I've seen it all twice through my third eye (Through my third eye)
I'm just tryna live my life dog I swear to god (Man)
[Chorus: Young Noble]
They don't wanna let me be great, haters
They don't wanna let me be great, see it all in they face
They don't wanna let me be great, man
They don't wanna let me be great, but god gave me his grace
They don't wanna let me be great, haters
They don't wanna let me be great, I'm shinin' all in they face
They don't wanna let me be great, haters
They don't wanna let me be great, but god gave me his grace

[Outro: Young Noble]
Yeah
The son of god
Ask god to protect me (Number seven)
From my enemies (Yeah)
Started off as friends (Outlaw)
Man
Die alone in the [?] (O4L)
Yeah
Outlaw University
We gon
Outlaw n***a
Get yo money n***a
My Makaveli live on
Killa Kadafi live on
Get yo paper n***a
Hussein Fatal live on
Big Syke live on
Outlawz live on, man
Thug Life live on
Yeah