If we ain't anything it ain't no party (repeats)

Who gave them the grove hit their hips with a lipstick….
Antics on her chicks .. she move
On the way to spend you whole week pay on the
..
Cause i resume the ladies in the place to be
Please get your drink straight cause

I got no love for the government
I got no love for the government
I got no love for the government
I got no love for the government

You know I'm putting my niggas on
You know I'm putting my niggas on
You know I'm putting my niggas on
You know I'm putting my niggas o

Militia on play, nigga bitch
Pin him down, don't beg
Walking about with that tray and that yapper
Razor blade in my hand, bitch, Baraka

Wasn't even a teenager, I think
Uncle Steve with those keys like Tom Hanks
Grandma said my bitch poisoning me
Butter scotch, that'

Sleep nigger, bedtime
Flat line, red line
Ain't a nigger fucking with my bread
Sleep nigger, bedtime
Sleep nigger, bedtime
Flat line, red line
Ain't a nigger fucking with my bread
Sleep nigger, bedtime

Rockstar, self bitch, free gig, mouth piece, feed kicked

Brand new 9 on my hip – that's what the fuck I'm talkin bout
Nigga act up, roll my clip - that's what the fuck I'm talkin bout
In yo hood when I'm feelin crick - that's what the fuck I'm talkin bout
Then shit good cause you with yo bitch - that's what the fuck I'm talkin bout
No

They want me dead, they in my circle
People say you'll never see your closest niggas hurt you
Ain't no time to play the guessing game, I'm stretching change
See the signs but I'm asking

Hold me down in prayer, I need one
I'm seeing day in and day out the demons
Growing

You ain't about that, nigga, bitch man nigga
Pop that nigga, you ain't hear that, nigga
You ain't counting this, nigga, you ain't getting that, nigga
No license, but my whip here, nigga and my grip here, nigga
Get a grip here, nigga, take a trip there, nigga
Straight trip the

Yeah, young money, cash money, militia gangs
And they say New York city, bounce
Fuck it, I'm the youngest street nigger, time you ever know
Never ask something all I knew was mommy wasn't home
So with niggers stood alone, with the … by the phone
Watchin Jimmy roll bones, whil

I'm on a train and carry on my family name
And wishing game to win the same ..of the change..and flame
…the game to complain for that …my game gang bang.

Please somebody walk on the ….and shawty
….don't be
Like I'm wally…on the door from the flame ..streets..
I sleep… s

Touching them bills, bad ass bitch I fuck in them heels
Got my couple blunt and I'm chill
Stunting, I'm still, fuck what y'all feel

Feelat, I'm hood rich, feelat, I don't talk shit
Feelat, I run shit, feelat, I fucked your bitch
Feelat, stack that bread, feelat, straps on d

Free my, free my niggaz yea
Free my niggaz, free my niggaz
Free my, free my niggaz
Free my niggaz, free my niggaz

You pussy, you can't hang with me and my niggas
Can't get pussy, you can't get paid with me and my niggas
I'm riding around with this cage, it's me and my n

You can gamble on me, if you play yo cards right, shawdy you'll see, hand over your chips and lay em all me, gamble on me, you can gamble on me e e e e e e e, gamble on me if you like your r's put it down for a g, roll with a winner and shawdy you'll see (GUNZ) oh oh shawdy, they don't belone, y

She be like 'you go too fast'
Well, look, first you gonna let me in
Then you gonna let me chill,
Then I'm gonna let you drink
Then you gonna let me smoke,
Then you gonna let me lick
Then I'm a let you touch, I'm a let you suck
Then give me that face like I let you

Young money militia with it
Cash Money business, we missed the hit then your bitch'll get it
Full grown, heart colder than South Fargo
Load the pockets in my cargos for what your car goes
Fuck it I can't complain, die I don't like him anyway
Took for Wayne, Mack, and Stunna t

What you niggaz know 'bout this
I'ma get the spot jumpin' on some all-out shit
Making all my thug niggaz wanna call out shit
Snatch ya bitch and have ya on some fall-out shit
You lil' niggaz is targets
Too hard to figure who triggers he dodgin'
Call your sergeant, Weezy B

Father, I wish I coulda been a better son but I try
Girl, I wish I coulda been a better man but I try
I coulda been a better dad but I try
I'm sorry I couldn't be what ya'll expect but I try

Stride in the gled, they need a man who came with a fam and they dramas
And I must

I’m full of myself – natural high, I’m pulling myself
Got my team, we’ve all got fam, nobody’s stomach’s full by itself
I hear the talkin’, they hatin’ – but I’m laughin’ in they faces, like…
No price to make the exchange, gave my life away to this game
Got my mics days ‘fore the

Yea, welcome to my base
South Bronx in the reppin, with my weapon on my waist
Steppin caution, I want my collection on my plate
Pretty sure that mine want my errection on her face
15 in the Beemer, I showed em how I flow
Many ladies they love me but do I love em? Oh no
I

Killin' the set, spend like a million a mic put in the tec
Shout out to the niggas that are never getting respect
Balls in your mouth with a dick in your neck
Pullin work, now I’m feelin stretch
I’mma get mine like I invented the dead
Niggas say I’m trash, I don’t wanna get a

What, yeah I'm on nigga run up
I'm runnin' with the gym blade in my fitted now
Fuck around with me and get knitted down
So much green can't remember the last time I shitted brown
Thirsty niggas ain't admitting they bitter sound
Now I'm hungry to show em I'm the hottest fuckin