Y'all niggas better stop playin with me Y'all know ya aint bout that life "SOUL tape" niiiccee
I'm callin them out I got they phone numbers When that money callin everything gon on hold
I'm having doubts, what they really believe Starting with these Stefan Urquelle, who really be Steve Photoshop dont make it better, it really deceive Long hair dont care, but it really be weave Lets get back to this real shit That life, I'm bout Anytime that I'm out, I keep ballin like there's no time out On the kush I'm stoned out On you haters, I zone out Y'all opinions dont make me money So what yall thinkin dont count I mean the nerve of these niggas giving me attitude When I be serving these niggas You rappers platter food
Saying they overrated is a understatement Them niggas is broke, look like they under maintanence They rapping bout mansions, but from they momma's basement Swear they in phantoms, but drive a honda station Lets get back to this real shit Stay away from that counterfeit That fake-it till you make-it life, really dont amount to shit Talkin never bothers us, sometimes it do bore me So if ya makin movies, hope it based on a true story Freck said "nothings worse than a rich hater" When money call, pick it up n call that bitch later
