[Verse 1: Young Buck]
N***as still living out of court
Skrt skrt, hit him with the 4
Had to catch up on child support
Selling dope was the last resort
My Roli got a brand new Bezzle
Flex on a whole new level
Put a check on your head, whoever
Fuck you bitch, I'm the black Hue Hefner
Make it snow, I can change the weather
I can go, I can hang wherever
That's your ho, then come and get her
I can't do nothing with her
Selling coke out of the corner store, call me the cashier, bout to cash in
Only consern I have is getting that bag, work, n***a

[Chorus: Young Buck]
Having this shit my way
Whippin my work, catchin my play
Ran up a check, staying out your way
They say I been MIA
But I been
Having this shit my way
Whippin my work, catchin my play
Ran up a check, stying out your way
They say I been MIA
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been
[Verse 2: Young Buck]
[?] brand new straps
Open up a few new traps
Got a body full of brand new tags
Re-ed-up, that's a few new bags
We up, but my seat pushed back
You broke, [?]
[?] keep you at
Can't see me n***a, tint too black
Bitch go get you a sack
Cutting these hoes no slack
200 in line, 16 zips, I really been missing that [?]
I really been flippin my stacks
First class on a plane, hitting wax
On a whole lotta [?] gang shit, real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been


[Chorus: Young Buck]
Having this shit my way
Whippin my work, catchin my play
Ran up a check, staying out your way
They say I been MIA
But I been
Having this shit my way
Whippin my work, catchin my play
Ran up a check, stying out your way
They say I been MIA
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been
Real street n***a, that's facts
But I've been