Halftime Show lyrics

[Verse]
Look, Look, Look, Look, n*gga
And my hat to the back with a brew in the hand
Like the Mac in the frat but I failed math class
Drinking, Olde English and that's that
Now a n*gga rap for the racks
Shout out to the pack
Tone, Meez, and my n*gga Matt
Yeah I said the Mack, but a matter of fact you can call me Jack
Try and put me in the box but I ain't having that
I can not be trapped, but I could ignore rap
Man please, we gone be good regardless
Through the rain and the hardships cause God is aware where my heart is
We got this, young gardeners
Accomplished a lot and I just started
So pardon me, I'm usually modest, but now I got to be brutally honest
I'm riding around like the Uzi's and all with not giving a f*ck
The b*tches talk tough cause they trying to get us to f*ck
But I don't ever listen when we groupies is talkin'
I know that coochie is tarnished
sh*t, b*tch you acting like my group be retarded
You can't fool me at all
sh*t, I'll be damned
It's more "f*ck you and Uncle Sam"
You on the same damn team with the same damn dream
At my halftime show tryin' to f*ck up my bands
Trying to f*ck up my bands
Man y'all n*ggas can't f*ck with my band
Too many n*ggas with the trumps in they hands, Dddr!
Now mother f*ckers can't stand and
I can't stand when you n*ggas play, dog
When it come to new heart, LA n*gga
Blood or Crip man you know you gotta say Cozz
What you thought? I was gone be in the hood forever?
I'm no Jedi, and I, got a feeling when I get to the money I'll be good forever
Doesn't Cody Macc and cheese sound so good together?
Doubt me, n*gga you should never
I spit lines that go over your head but your neck still could get severed
You could be clever, but I spit the stupid bars and y'all fools just listen
Man ya'll fools just trippin'
Mother f*cker
And that's real, mother f*cker
And that's really real, mother f*cker
One time for the, one time for the dollar signs
One time for the, one time for the hoes
I'm off that Grey Goose, Yeah!