[Verse 1]
I just buried my best friend
It's fuck everything
It's fuck them G-Unit n***as whatever you claim better bang
I feel no pain as I kill y'all
Cause if my n***a tick was here he would have killed y'all
40's speaking on me, you don't know me homie
But I know Compton n***as that wanna do that for me
Go get Curtis now, tell him Buck said fuck him
Cause for the last 2 years this ho ain't said nothing
I came from the dirt, they tryna make me hurt
I'm shitting on your label pissing on your paperwork
Look bitch you need this, here goes some energy
Yayo you know you the biggest ho in the industry
It's all over now, you better kill me
Yeah I been selling dope to feed my babies, feel me
Ain't no way in hell that I'm a do this yearly
So I'm a start it off by saying Happy New Year...

[Hook:]
It's a new year (come on)
Let's all on the count of 3 holla Happy New Year
It's a new year (let's go)
This year shit it's all on me
I'm hollering happy new year
It's a new year (come on)
Let's all on the count of 3 holla Happy New Year
It's a new year (let's go)
This year shit it's all on me
I'm hollering happy new year
[Verse 2:]
Standing in the graveyard everybody's crying
They say I'm gon' handle it but everybody's lying
I'm riding through these motherfucking projects with my homie in a casket
100 cars deep, we fucking up traffic
It's real life no acting
Sorry officer I don't know what happened
50 you know my homie wanted me to ride on you n***as
Before he could get to y'all he died on your n***as
Ya popped a lot of shit I let you slide on you n***as
Now Cashville is coming to NY on you n***as
The contract, bitch you took that shit beyond that
So you could give me 10 million I wouldn't come back
What the fuck is 50 cent is what Jigga said
Look at yourself, even now I'm diggin' up the dead
Get some help, all you had left was 1 buck
You lost that and fucked up
Now it's happy new year...

[Hook]

[Outro]
Haha, yeah Curtis so while you watching the ball drop in New York
Well this what they listening to in the hood n***a
Yeah, Jamaica queens Brooklyn, all the boroughs round your way, we celebrating
Now I know I'm digging up the dead but my n***a dead and gone
Rest in Peace Tick, I got you, yeah my homeboy, I think he shitted in your mansion
If I ain't mistaken but you know my n***a tick right
He was like fuck everything so it's fuck you n***a
Fuck all y'all, all you G-unit n***as all you bitch ass n***as over there that wanna jump on the Curtis bandwagon
Fuck you n***as too, it's on n***a, 2010 it's a hell of a year n***a
Gon' put you rap n***as to test n***a
We shooting over here n***a
Cashville Happy New Year
Let's celebrate n***a, shot gun shells and AK bullets
Young Buck he on that bullshit and I ain't getting off of it neither
Curtis where is your bitch ass at now n***a, it's on, let's go