Photograph lyrics

[Intro]
(Yo, yo, yo, this Ways, you f*ckin' with 1c, forreal)
DJ Lucas, let 'em know I'm finna talk my talk
I got the keys, but I push just to start my car
In the streets before I learned how to park my car
(Yo, yo, yo, this Ways, you f*ckin' with 1c, forreal)
DJ Lucas, let 'em know I'm finna talk my talk
I got the keys, but I push just to start my car
In the streets before I learned how to park my car
(If you ain't rocking with tenkay, you're out your f*cking mind)

[Chorus]
(Yo, yo, yo, this Ways, you f*ckin' with 1c, forreal)
DJ Lucas, let 'em know I'm finna talk my talk
I got the keys, but I push just to start my car
In the streets before I learned how to park my car
See me stackin' like Jenga, they tryna watch me fall
Run down on the plug, I heard he got it all
AR wit the titties out likе Mardi Gras
I'm too quick to cross a n*gga like Jamal Craw'
Pass bro the play, let's see how you handlе that
I get behind your b*tch, tryna see how she handle that
Juelz Santana, 'round my head, bandana wrapped
I told that hoe I really mean it like diplomats
Auntie told me that she want her kitchen back
They ain't hearin' what I said, need to listen back
Old b*tch told me, "Don't forget about what we had"
Told me look at the photograph like Nickleback
[Verse 1]
Scam a n*gga, and he can't get a nickle back
Bro smoke too much gas, need a hazmat
Boy, my dope be hittin' harder than Khamzat
Run up in ya spot, where the safe, where the bands at?
I got a girlfriend, b*tch, watch where ya hands at
Uh, uh, please stay where ya man's at
At the show, better stay where the fans at
At the show, better stay where the fans at

[Verse 2]
Michael Jai White, I never back down
Terry Cruise, b*tch, it's time to Crackdown
f*ck the underground, n*gga, it's just my ground
Too many n*ggas want me dead in my town
Me and Fin in the back blazing pound after pound
The whole pack stank like a fan of Haunted Mound
The sh*t so strong, turn a n*gga senile
Baby tryna grab my balls like a f*ckin' rebound

[Chorus]
(Yo, yo, yo, this Ways, you f*ckin' with 1c, forreal)
DJ Lucas, let 'em know I'm finna talk my talk
I got the keys, but I push just to start my car
In the streets before I learned how to park my car
See me stackin' like Jenga, they tryna watch me fall
Run down on the plug, I heard he got it all
AR wit the titties out like Mardi Gras
I'm too quick to cross a n*gga like Jamal Craw'
Pass bro the play, let's see how you handle that
I get behind your b*tch, tryna see how she handle that
Juelz Santana, 'round my head, bandana wrapped
I told that hoe I really mean it like diplomats
Auntie told me that she want her kitchen back
They ain't hearin' what I said, need to listen back
Old b*tch told me, "Don't forget about what we had"
Told me look at the photograph like Nickleback