[Chorus]
I don't even wanna start shit
I don't wanna talk about it
Just let me be
You thought that we would run these streets
Somehow we're still struggling

[Verse]
Blowing gas out the window in the washroom
I'm a G, I just got no one to talk to
Chances are that I'm ripped when you come through
How the fuck I chop this loud like it's Kung-fu?
I don't fuck with the clique that you fuck with
Told that boy his camo's fake, now he's upset
Six stripes on your Adidas from the projects
I just drank, wake and bake 'til the sunset

[Chorus]
I don't even wanna start shit
I don't wanna talk about it
Just let me be
You thought that we would run these streets
Somehow we're still struggling