[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Tired of n***as stealing my style, can I get it back?
Don't wanna get up on your track, if you ain't stating facts
Plus my n***a signed a deal, don't know how to feel
All these diamonds on my neck, still ain't got no chill
[?] caught a body now he heartless
I told him that the world will make him this regardless
He was my n***a till I turned into a target
And we selling [?]

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
He stay on something, he a sucker, better dump something
I tried to tell ya, we them n***as had your bro running
I don't condone thugging, but if you thugging hope you [?]
And watch who you trusting, cause they might tell if you know something
My n***as been hustlin' hit the corner tryna spend somеthing
All the times n***as got head up, still ain't did nothing
[?]
Thеm n***as been ducking, them n***as been hiding and been runnin'
Me and YB on a mission, tryna run it up
Since we was youngings it ain't nothing we can [?] up
Fast forward we walking down their block, tryna hit something up
Since 17 we been up, just to sum it up
[?] we keep it to it and we gon bust a move
We hit him too, hit them too, just for fucking with you
Got on this mic and couldn't lie, had to tell the truth
So all I do is state facts when I'm in the booth
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Tired of n***as stealing my style, can I get it back?
Don't wanna get up on your track, if you ain't stating facts
Plus my n***a signed a deal, don't know how to feel
All these diamonds on my neck, still ain't got no chill
[?] caught a body now he heartless
I told him the world will make him this regardless
He was my n***a till I turned into a target
And we selling [?]

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
All these diamonds on my neck, I'm a target, n***a
You can be a fucking target if you started, n***a
Murder shots on bargain, n***a
Pussy n***a hating on us cause he starving
My lil homie caught a body and he stayed silent
I wouldn't even own a body that was laid by me
N***as falling for these hoes, man, they living sloppy
N***as tryna block my goals, man, they playing hockey
I guess I blind 'em with another [?]
I've been high since Yung Joc, bitch, so I'm another high
Lucky charm, I got another pot
Bring that bullshit roun' here, n***a gon catch another spot
South [?] they let them cutters out
Track [?] we want our cousin out
Pockets bussin out, bussin out
I'm staying fat
I ain't getting on your track, cause you ain't built like that
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
Tired of n***as stealing my style, can I get it back?
Don't wanna get up on your track, if you ain't stating facts
Plus my n***a signed a deal, don't know how to feel
All these diamonds on my neck, still ain't got no chill
[?] caught a body now he heartless
I told him the world will make him this regardless
He was my n***a till I turned into a target
And we selling [?]