Uh, huh You niggas disgust me You niggas disappoint me Uh, uh Once upon a time, back when Puffy had a Big Stovie had a brick, Tubman got a? Climbed up out the underground, this is my revenge Louis on the limbs, Jimmy Choo Timbs If you make it through the rain, I'll send him through again Smelling like a kilo, jumping out the double M Coke cooking on the flame, you know it's doubling Coke cooking hall of fame, you know I'm going in Beep beep, who got the keys in the motherfuckin' GT? I was cooking sunup, then sundown, I went CP You gon' have to climb up on this [?] tryna reach me Skeet skeet, them birds was packed from the window to the wall I'll show you how to turn a man into a God They gon' write a book about what we did with the raw It's crazy, they don't even write you once you gone You niggas lost Nobody likes me And that's okay Cause I don't fuck with y'all anyway Cause I don't fuck with y'all anyway Nobody likes me And that's okay Cause I don't fuck with y'all anyway Cause I don't fuck with - fuck it Once upon a time, back when Esco had the firm Stovie had a bird, Snoop had a perm Bridges burn, I don't look back, I don't turn I had to drag lil' brodie off the curb Would've sat out there in the Bentley still tryna serve him I'm [?] Sherman if he drove the blocks from Birmingham Shit, the price was marvelous Mary, Mary, it's the God in us, picture them harming us Nah, for real, like with a thousand word polaroid, I'll take it overboard I heard your album, I was over-bored Nah, for real, we played your album, fuck it I heard they mastered science but they pockets dying They talking and hiding, then they talkin' to Byron Tryna straighten out the wrinkles, but I unplugged the iron I don't know what niggas be thinking, on my momma I don't owe a nigga a thing, not a dolla It's still powder on my Prada Nobody likes me And that's okay Cause I don't fuck with y'all anyway Cause I don't fuck with y'all anyway Nobody likes me And that's okay Cause I don't fuck with y'all anyway Cause I don't fuck with - fuck it