[Intro]
Woo!
Yeah!
Green Gang!
PLK... ha-ha-ha
Yeah! I'm back on my shit, baby
Southside 2010, n***a
H.F.M. 2
Uh!
(Yeah!)

[Verse 1]
Illest n***a doin' it, I gotta be him
If I could see 'em
BM parked outside the colliseum
Colossal catalog, carats'll give u cataracts
Critic, I don't land in the category of average rap
Or average topic, I pop it, damage is catastrophic
Boy you could never touch me, you think I had a hostage
You thinkin' trophies, I break 'em, I'm thinkn cash boxes
When you win, time flies, platinum fast watches
I just... broke out the air with my chest
I gotta get mine, ain't got no time
Ain't scared to go but not yet
I won't sweat
Mid jet take me everywhere in shorter time
Hustle so my daughter fine
Son that's happy all the time
Execute enormous grind
The industry's my toilet bowl
Water flow, dump a load of shit off at ya office, yo
The wheel of fortune slow
I'ma spin that bitch off
Bet my mansion I'ma get mine
My n***a get yours
[Hook]
Cross me, you gettin' high
Your options are live or die
Close your eyes, don't cry
I murder for my n***a I
Throw it in these n***as face
They don't wanna see me shine
I'mma make 'em see me bright
Frontin' in that DB9
They gon' give me all that's mine
Anything come less is crime
Fuck everything but the dough
I'm stronger than my second time
They the type to go run
Shorty, I'm the repping kind
Balling till it's all done
Bet they gon' respect a don....
I handle all these n***as one at a time

[Verse 2]
Failure can only break you if ya blind to it
I rise above the shit, now watch me as I climb through it
Uh, my life's a struggle and my mind's music
My motto ain't no mystery, you topping mine, prove it
Hope I don't lose it, that'll mean momma raised a loser
And I'm a winner
Drugs for dinner, haze abuser
And I'm the ruler, I'll make ya bottom girl a chooser
She used to think you were cool, too bad I'm cooler, uh!
Two coupes, couple guns, Gucci buckle hun
Blow ya breath on these dice
Pray to God my number come
Where my opponents
My flow is colder than the homeless
This microphone is
Only controlled with my aromas
I wish my foes comas
Buried upside down
Let's make 'em all donors
Hungry's how the fuck I sound
You kissing butt, die now
That's what the pussies do
All my n***as angry
And it irks us just to look at you
[Hook]
Cross me, you gettin' high
Your options are live or die
Close your eyes, don't cry
I murder for my n***a I
Throw it in these n***as face
They don't wanna see me shine
I'mma make 'em see me bright
Frontin' in that DB9
They gon' give me all that's mine
Anything come less is crime
Fuck everything but the dough
I'm stronger than my second time
They the type to go run
Shorty, I'm the repping kind
Balling till it's all done
Bet they gon' respect a don....
I handle all these n***as one at a time

[Verse 3]
Real don't recognize real 'cause I done made mistakes
Put my trust in these n***as
Let these cowards in my place
Smoked and shared laughs, ate big dinners off my plates
Just to diss me on a record, now I'm shittin' on they face, poop!
We're not at all alike, Banko from outer space, duke
I even own a spaceship, platinum wit' a grain coupe
Trap me, pull it, aim, shoot
That'll get me mad juice
Yayo got the whopper, it spit longer than Papoose
G-Unit n***a, Jamaica baby, jet to the jam
Jumpoff, jog to the dressing room to get jumped
From Sun to Moon, they throw me [?]
There ain't no question I stunt
The click-and-boom's my only goon
Some be molesting the blunt
I'm hot as mornin', afternoon, the week, the rest of the month
Boy don't come flexin' in my section, no protection, you slump
I told my jeweller put baguettes in 'cause my checks 'bout to jump
Bear killer pump rest in the trunk
Take what you want, n***a
[Hook]
Cross me, you gettin' high
Your options are live or die
Close your eyes, don't cry
I murder for my n***a, I
Throw it in these n***as face
They don't wanna see me shine
I'mma make 'em see me bright
Frontin' in that DB9
They gon' give me all that's mine
Anything come less is crime
Fuck everything but the dough
I'm stronger than my second time
They the type to go run
Shorty, I'm the repping kind
Balling till it's all done
Bet they gon' respect a don....
I handle all these n***as one at a time