[HOOK]
I'm in N Y n Cali, n***as show me love
I'm in chi town that’s my town, n***as pass me up
I don’t really give a fuck, this my AK put um up
When you see me put um up, you ain't hear me put um up
Put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
Put um up, put um up, when you see me put um up
Put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
Put um up, put um up, you ain't hear me put um up

[VERSE 1]
Hokis pokis I ain't fucking wit no love potion
I ain't sucking dick just to get a blog posting
You n***as act soft smelling like ya bitches lotion
True religion jeans looking like ya diapas loaded
I used to, I used do it for the love
But I got pushed under the rug
Now I got hate filled wit slugs
AK sleeping in the trunk
Spray you up like a skunk
Catching shrimp, like bubba gump
Filling you up like a cunt uh
Respect wit a tech, and I still don’t get respect
But these n***as get depressed, cuz they see my checks impress
I got a feeling they jell es, cuz I fly in faster jets
I got my jays looking fresh, and they jays look like death
N***as don’t give me credit, so they always disrespect
I'm a have to place a bet, and drown these bitches in that debt
Wet um up as I pass, ride da break den da gas
Make it clap , like a class, then I'm out like rachit ass ahhhhh

[HOOK]
I'm in N Y n Cali, n***as show me love
I'm in chi town that’s my town, n***as pass me up
I don’t really give a fuck, this my AK put um up
When you see me put um up, you ain't hear me put um up
Put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
Put um up, put um up, when you see me put um up
Put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
Put um up, put um up, you ain't hear me put um up

[VERSE 2]
I love my city but these n***as make it phony
Hercules wit a pistol but they softer then ba low nee
They don’t recognize tha real, I think I should escape
I ain't driving wit the fake shore, them bitches I hate
I'm a do it for my people, cuz my people need tha power
Ain't no body fucking wit us, but they would if we were browner
That's the truth and they know, bitch n***as will get folded
I'm a wake up um like folgers, burn they bread wit my toasters
Fake n***as rap and that's a problem to my cause
Cuz they’ll only push my music if all I talk is drugs
All these Fake n***as brag that they always poppin' molly’s
But they see that it’s a trend, so they feel they gotta copy
Boy I'm sick of all these pussies talking tough like a G
They won’t talk in front of me, but then type on FB
Who he be, who am I, chino-t that’s me
Fuck the city and the people that always passed me

[HOOK]
I'm in N Y n Cali, n***as show me love
I'm in chi town that’s my town, n***as pass me up
I don’t really give a fuck, this my AK put um up
When you see me put um up, you ain't hear me put um up
Put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
Put um up, put um up, when you see me put um up
Put um up, put um up, put um up, put um up
Put um up, put um up, you ain't hear me put um up