They compare me to the rappers out the south, Who outdated
And the other ones who had a couple hits, but barely even made it
When they doubt me or they out me, make me stronger, make me face it
But I know I'm not a phase, I'mma be one of the greatest
In beginning, when I first started and I had dreams
Didn't wanna stop, wanna ta be a lyricist
Then I switch the whole flow up, then started rapping about dope, got caught on that j**elery sh**
Before young Jeezy started rapping detailed about dope, I thought n***as don't wanna hear that sh**
I could've done that sh** 5 years fore him, but they come along with them sentences
Must have went to New York like a million times, got a mil' on a table, I ain't even sign
One out two and I turned it down, did a lot of sh** in this life of mine
I ain't have to help, I had to grind, no complaints
These rap n***as, I know em all, 99% n***as lying
It go industry, fake as f**, you don't like it shut me up
n***as saying hip hop's dead, CPR, wake em up
Flat line heartbeat, game in a coma
n***a, I'm a dope boy, I do what I wanna
Grew up up on that Outkast, every hood, I was an outcast
In the middle of my hood, what break three stacks, get a hundred twenty five in a glad bag
And we got big boy guns, hold hundred
That's for any p**y a** n***a wanna run up
What it do, Ross? What'up, Wayne? Salute, Stunner, Gucci Mane
n***as ask me why I never done a song with Plies
What's Understood don't got to be explained so I never replied
Race for the money, never get tired
Plug on the way, he never retired
Order a Hundred and put that on my name
Is d**h on the money, it's blood on my chain
That .40 we got bodies, n***as k**ing for hobbies
We got hoes in the room, we got hoes in the lobby
b**hes f**ing for free, n***as k**ing for pennies
CMG that the team, we in the streets and we winning
HOOK
Remember Sosa told Tony not to f** with me
Then then Sosa sent them boys at him a hundred deep
Then Tony wana go in but he a** dead
So Tony should have listen to what Sosa said
But he was f**ing with that dope and he wasn't focused
Read between the lines, I'm talking to you locals
I'm talkin to any n***a that want war
Then let me get my M's up, you don't want war
HOOK
I wanna, plant of marijuana
Not a plant, but a field
Not a field, but a dome
See n***as cook yay
Serve fiends, same home
Same n***as, G'd up
b**h up, same zone
I wanna, look at n***as different, but I can't
I wanna, try to trust these b**hes, but I ain't
n***as instagramin cars that they know ain't theirs
You can be a fake rapper, now days nobody cares