^!$$%s been hatin' since school, cause I'm a fool.
Polo down year round with twenties off the ground.
I go to clubs, ^!$$%s smug but I don't hear the sound.

Them ^!$$%s throw a line across but they won't get down.
Watch you could be wrong. ^!$$%s trying to steal your soul.
^!$$% broke in my car when I used to give em dough.

Talk about me when I pass through, smile when I stop.
So I strap down everyday cause I can't ride like Tupac.
You ^!$$%s want my force out my voice, I know.

You ^!$$%s want some ^!$$%s dead in that boat. Well let's go.
My mamma told me bout them ^!$$%s. Them ^!$$%s ain't your friends.
Who saw me stash my %#@!, you buggin me again.

We supposed to be kin. But your family hurt you too.
That dust and that gin got me thinkin a dirt'll do.
But hatin leads to brokeness and brokeness lead to hopeless.

And don't thank me ^!$$%, I know it's you and your animosity.

What kinda ^!$$% call my mom and tell her her son got shot?

A #~!!@ ^!$$% who need that dick up in his thigh. Box.
I got rocks. Lotta ^!$$%s don't like that.
Like (... ?) I'll be right back. 'G' nights with my night cat.

Since the start of %#@!, I had haters back then.
Used to get my name in my day when I was 8, 9, and 10.
And these hoes runnin off, $#&@in up my relationships.

I done had enough, don't know how much I can take this %#@!.
My baby mamma peep but they can't run it to the fullest.
It's because this dick got me runnin up them bullets.

I know you hate my twenties so I'm a get some more inches.
And I'm a get some Ks and have you runnin jumpin fences.
I'm lookin in the judge eyes, and he muggin me down.

Bad moves to red stick. There ain't no love in this town.
They hold a grudge in this town, They catchin slugs in this town.
And don't think I ain't beefin you, clown.