My old styles dead n*gga, you can't ride a ride that ain't there n*gga
You be their n*gga, no friends over here
n*ggas wonder why I'm lonely, b*tch, You wonder why I'm only
The n*gga that can pull this God sh*t cause you phony
I wrote this in twenty, make it five of your hoes want to screw me
Live from the south side ave., n*gga what
(Hold my mu'f*ckin' drink dog)
I'll never give a f*ck, I'm about that n*gga
South side, send it up
Altgeld Breed, talk that weed
Ten racks G.P., talk that cream
Walk that stream or plank n*gga
Givenchy sharks in that tank n*gga
Dive, hold your breath until you can't n*gga, Gawd