[Hook-Chaz Gotti] I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right [Verse 1-Chaz Gotti] They talkin, feel like I owe um something Guess what I don't, oh, I don't owe a n***a nothing Get the f** up out my face f** n***as ain't talkin bout nothing Ya'll n***as out here starving They really ain't getting no money No b**hes with em, they lonely Screaming real n***a, they phony I'm boolin' like Rich Homie My lifestyle like Tony I'm the king, ain't no dethroning To the top, that's where I'm going DG to the d**h of me Dunk that my big homey (Dirt Gang!) [Hook-Chaz Gotti] I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right [Verse 2-Waka Flocka Flame] Ain't no broke n***a round my circle Be bool, n***a talk might murk you Rolling off a molly, blowing purple I'm a get money n***a, yelling out f** you Broke n***a go and get a check Yellow diamonds on my neck Bad b**hes love when a n***a flex Throwin bands on my ex These n***as ain't right, these n***as ain't right Style on muddy, yeah I'm drinking on Sprite G-check n***a, shout "what it be like?" Yo big homey fool, yo hood ain't right You a dog, n***as like you I show no love to Young cause I love to Open up his head for a f**ing ounce or two, I'm Piru [Hook-Chaz Gotti] I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life (Squad) Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right [Verse 3-D Dash] Ya'll n***as ain't right, ya'll n***as too wrong Ya'll n***as fell off, n***a I'm too on And my gas, too strong, and my pistol, tool on And when I bust that b**h, swear I won't stop til ya'll n***as gone Rex Rd. in this b**h Turn up, turn up Let go of this b**h Turn up, turn up Wrecking Crew in this b**h Turn up, turn up And if a n***a disrespect, let loose in this b**h Turn up turn up I'm D-Dash [Hook-Chaz Gotti] I'm sick of these n***as just talkin about that life Yo broke a** n***a just barkin ain't got no bite I'm a trill a** n***a, you lame a** n***as ain't right b**h I'm certified, you lame a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm a real a** n***a, you b**h a** n***as ain't right You ain't right, you ain't right I'm certified, you b**h a** n***as ain't right