Ay who that? (Young gotti)

Yeah, I seen niggas cry when someone died they never metAnd I left the streets without no debt

Gave my best for last

PTSD from the shit I seen, pop pills, I felt depressed

And I love my bitch so much, set up her ex, she felt upset

I′m obsessed with getting my people rich

Ask lil' Mike and Ski

You can ask Rico and E

I still love y′all if y'all don't love me

Maybe it is what it seem

My mind been clear since I quit lean

I put barb wire all around our empire, nothing get in between

My brother momma say I′m the reason that he F-E-D

No emotions from a king though, poke my chest out and I lead

I don′t got no time to grieve, I don't got no time to dream

I′ma still be here in yo time of need even if you decide to leave

Last of a dying breed, y'all never be like me

It′s too much envy and greed

Too much dealers, not enough fiends

I ain't never had no secret feelings

That′s why I'm the realest

Made my living in the kitchen frying chickens in a skillet

Soon as you recognize the cancer, kill it

Only way to fix it, I been peeping shit and keep my distance

Maybe I ain't tripping, no, I live it

Paint my pictures vivid like you sitting here with me

Not no billions, mind yo business

′Fore it′s smashed out on the window

Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope you got yours

Abandoned by the ones I love like Wayne loved by the hotboys

Hope you ain′t getting tired of seeing these cars, I'm buying a lot more

Hope you ain′t getting tired of seeing me shine, I'm going a lot more

Hope you ain′t getting tired of niggas dying, it's gon' be a lot more

Hope you ain′t getting tired of it being my time, I did a lot for it

Hope you ain′t getting tired of shit, hope you ain't getting tired of me

I hope you ain′t getting tired, I hope you ain't get

It′s Boosie, bitch

I go stupid, bitch, and I hope you niggas ain't tired, let′s go, nigga

Stepping out with that shit on, nigga, these bitches never get tired, let's go, nigga

Made the bitch put the tussin' next on the dick, bitch lick get high

I don′t wanna die young, nigga, so I keep it right on my side

Nigga, you lying, you ain′t even like me, no

If I bite you ain't even gon′ bite me

Every nigga I roll with, they just do it like Nike

I'm a hustler from the trenches, let me tell ya

Lotta bad bitches, lotta felons

Lotta good weed, lotta weapons

Know you niggas tired of Boosie flexing

I′ll set it off with no question

Make a nigga take them VVSs

My partner gone, dead from the gang

My felon's momma giving me the blame

Smiling with my charm and my chain

Wilding with my charm and my chain

I ain′t nothing but 5'7, nigga

But I got my fire self, nigga

Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope you got yours

Abandoned by the ones I love like Wayne loved by the hotboys

Hope you ain′t getting tired of seeing these cars, I′m buying a lot more

Hope you ain't getting tired of seeing me shine, I′m going a lot more

Hope you ain't getting tired of niggas dying, it′s gon' be a lot more

Hope you ain′t getting tired of it being my time, I did a lot for it

Hope you ain't getting tired of shit, hope you ain't getting tired of me

I hope you ain′t getting tired, I hope you ain′t get