(Pay attention)
I mean (Time is money)
I got this shit (December 19th)
I ain't the hardest on the street for no reason (DJ Drama)
I mean a lot of n***as say they hard, I just don't believe them (Pay attention)
(Let's go poobs)

[Verse 1: Styles P]
I don't want attention, benz truck with the stocks on em
I don't wnana beef but if he riff let it pop on him
Dump him in the river with the cement blocks on him
Thought he knew the time I swear to God he had a watch on him
I guess that'll make him the dumbass
You can say he fucked cause the gun gonna cum fast
Shit or it might be the hawk
But I'mma cut his lips off if I don't like when he talk
Whatever the Bentley cost I paid the price in the court
Yearly, life's a bitch I still love her dearly
Let my gun talk these dumb n***as don't hear me
If it's on then the tech gon' rattle
No sleep more beef than the Texas cattle n***a
But I don't need no branding iron
Hardest in the world and you can't deny him
If you try then the whole fuckin' family dyin'
I'm a wolf so the motherfuckin' lands be cryin'
What up n***a can I howl at the moon
Get bricks in December, give em out to my members
And tell them motherfuckers wild out til June
About to get the lamb drop style real soon
Nah, cause I'm a little low key
I knew I was a G when I was drinkin O.E
Wasn't shootin 5s was shootin 9s you n***as know me
If it's a harder motherfucker I want you to show me
You don't like me, fuck you, y'all n***as could blow me
I'm the hardest in the street, cocksucker you owe me
Cause I really robbed n***as and I really sold Ds
[Verse 2: Bully]
I ain't Lil' Jon but I get crunked on a n***a
Far from Kriss Kross but I will jump on a n***a
You fuckin with the right ones, somebody warn this n***a
Your face on the white tee, whole hood mourning n***a
It's bully bitch still black glove hoodie man
Still give you nightmares, sorta like the boogieman
Holla at Perdue, a lot of your dudes just waitin
Flows been watered, nicknamed polar springs
N***as need work, shit, I can pull a couple strings
Still using small scales down to them triple beams
Problem with the kid, I'm jumping out the black Tahoe
Two black Chargers, a Range that follows
All vested up with them clips filled with hollows
Put that on my life that you won't see tomorrow
D-Block first family second platoon
I'm with the Fantastic Four so y'all n***as is doomed
Old western style n***a, I roll with them goons
Me and SP can see yall n***as at high noon
I still see a lot of y'all runnin round actin off
Like I wouldn't tap your frame, cough and you're actin boss
I'll whoop you out like the Passion of Christ do
I been getting high fighters way before Ice Cube
In the Maserati, the color of light blue
I ain't Tina Turner but bitch I'll Ike you
My n***a Styles said fuck a video, fuck a single
Just gonna give yall n***as what yall been waitin on
I can respect that (The Affiliates n***a)