They don′t know me, they don't know the shit I come from

So don′t speak on it

I bet you i'ma up it wit' mines, I bet my gleek on thatSteppin′ in that (shh), lil nigga, I put my cleat on that

I already knew she was a singer, but she a freak at that?

I walk up in this thang with confidence, do my two-step

Rag on his chest and his neck, they say who rep?

Tell a grown woman, "back up, you got poo breath"

Put a different color on this thang, it′s a RuTech

You already know where to find me, I'm on Van Ness

Slidin′ to the (shh), we gon' make a left on Rosecrans

All money in, no money out, we gon′ pro-gress

Wealth, health, financial freedom, nigga I want none less

I done owned a lot of clothes, never owned a Nike Tech

Difference between me n' you, I want money, you want sex

Difference between me n′ you, you just cap, I manifest

Rest in peace to Kobe, I can't ride a choppa', ride a jet

I got lil′ kids bumpin′ my music, they say, "what the heck"

She just keep on saying I'm a dog, take me to the vet

They just keep on giving me applause, cause they know I′m next

I just threw the bag real far, you can call me Brett

(Yea, Yea)

Call me Brett Farve

Got to have yo' back up in this shit, cause it′s stack or starve

All them niggas grinding back then, now they living large

Yung Kidd C number one, gotta put me in charge

Man take him out the front seat, he done crashed the car

Every black brother in the pen, I spit another bar

Th-They can't run a fade at the school, run it at the park

W-Why you trust a nerd looking bum, he look like a narc

I don′t owe a goddamn person, not a damn thang

Everybody tryna' piggyback, what a damn shame

Do it-Do it all myself, I might take myself to Persian Flame

Her friend looking good, I might go and spit some damn game

Yo' own brothers might try to snake you, for a damn chain

The only thing I might never buy is a wedding ring

The only thing I ever needa′ protect is my damn name

S-Stupid boy went and bought a Patek, he thought he was gang

Th-The only inspiration I have for rap, yea was Lil Wayne

Rest in peace Jamari, other inspiration King Chase

Speak on any of my dead ones, I′ma bring pain

Everyone that wanna be a kid, they got bum ways

Everyone that wanna be a kid, they got bum ways

I celebrate the Lord everyday, not Sunday

All these niggas hatin' on me, like I′m a Monday

Ain't nobody else die today, it′s a fun day

I'ma have a house to myself, nigga one day

Runnin′ from the truth, like he runnin' on a runway

They keep on callin' me a chef, I got dumb cake

He was in them one special classes, he got dumb ways?

Anything I ain′t have back then, well I got it now

Black and white shit I got for sale, it look like a cow

Piggybackin′ off talent and girls, that is not allowed

Green light, she let me in her world, she just called me "chile"

If it's ′bout a billion dollars, I'll walk a thousand miles

Last time I got rejected by a girl, it′s been awhile

I-I ain't buy her shit, she just chose to upgrade my title

W-We don′t even know him, how the hell he gon' be a rival?