[Intro]
Whuddup..
Aye yo, God bless the child who can hold on his own
Holla back!

[Verse 1]
Tha game been good to me
Im still runnin 'round where I use to be
Tha projects, where we move the Ki's (Yeah!)
Trynna tear down the bricks, we refuse to leave
See regardless, I'ma do my thang
I don't care whudd set'chu claim, I just met'chu mayn'
Be happy that I let'chu slang
'Cause if I let Tek know, he gon' buss' ya brain
And if all y'all n***as out here wanna git it (Whudd)
Holla G-Unit South, lemme know you wit' it (Let's Goo!)
Shit 'bout to git crazy in a minute
Dat's why my bitch purse got a .380 in it (Aye!)
I'ma give n***as one mo' chance
We coo' but I ain't shakin' no hands (Nah!)
Next time you won't hear 'bout whateva gon' happen
My album went platinum I found out

[Chorus]
N***as a change on you, so hard to keep friends
Seem like I can't find nobody, but I ain't got no ends
N***as a change on you, dat's why we bet these hoes
Soon as a n***a gotta let up somethang, it's when they let me know
A brother done changed on you
[Verse 2]
I'm all by myself in this Benz (Yuh!!)
Glock gotta extended clip on the end
Priest 'bout to come home from the pen (Aye!)
I'ma make sure he never touch a bird again (Yo!)
Motherfuckers ack like I don't deserve to win
N***as claim they Kin but I ain't heard of dem (Like!)
Like I ain't hit the block and put work in (Like!)
Like I ain't still gittin' dem pounds of purp in (Owhh!)
Say wutchu want but my bills is paid
I'm not tryna be 35, still on stage (Haha)
Shit was all good but he turned his back
Dem n***as stayed wit' him didn't learn from that (Yea)
Tha tables turned, I went and got me a plaq
So I could give a damn what you say on Smack (N***a!)
You know what it is and ya know where I'm at
For real, don't make me snap 'cause

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yeah!!
Ayo, shout out to all the DJs
Who stand down wit' the Unit
I see y'all!
Yeaahh!
Ayo hold on let me answer my phone, who the fuck is this?
Fantasia, Ohh shit
Ohhh man
Damn
I, I better not say nuttin' 'cause homeboy just kissed gal and shit
I'ma leave that alone
Ayo holla at me n***a
She got some big ass lips
Ha haaaaa
Ayo I'm gettin' money n***a
I don't even hear you n***as hatin' on me
It's a whole 'nother level right now
You know, really
I'm on my way to Africa
In the mornin'
You know private jet type shit
You know I'm sayin'
Feel real good, ya mean
Got my own label and shit, Ca$hville Records
You know, my n***as holdin' it down too
Hi-C, Lil Murda
D-Tay get your shit right, man
For real
And ay
I ain't finished n***as
I just started
October 24th, Buck The World, I'm comin'
That's what it is
And look out for the Superman Chevy on 24's, n***a
Ha haa