Goin Off lyrics

[Intro]
Is this what you want?

[Verse]
f*ck it, ayy
The do-or-die new arrival
Holla at my n*ggas, you survive, you's alive, yo
Now either you follow me and ride or you's a rival
The difference between you and I is you a model, you posin'
But who am I, though?
The mulatto out for that lotto
Money comin' soon, the newest model
Your crew is hollow
The type of n*ggas gobble di*k, chew and swallow
Your girl told me shoot in her face, she suicidal
Oh shucks, you n*ggas is closed, you fold up
I'm from the 'Ville, n*ggas get killed over four bucks
Thank God we made it, my n*ggas, we growed up
Now we crazy over that bread, call us the dough-nuts, uh
More sl*ts once the money blows up
But them hoes stop if the dough drops
I won't stop, though, a chip off the old block
I'm from a city where n*ggas hold Glocks
Leave you lookin' like old socks (Damn)
Cops patrol blocks, plottin' on us
Them boys is rotten, I know they want us
Probably arrest a n*gga, get a bonus
You kill a n*gga, get promoted
sh*t is crazy, girls gettin' babies 'fore they get diplomas
So much, I just go nuts, n*ggas tellin' me slow up
Never that, tryna get where that cheddar at
Y'all don't hear me
Always somebody that don't want you gettin' cheese, yo
This whole sh*t is like Tom and Jerry (Ha)
I'm kinda very raw, n*ggas can't deny facts
If you Black, they sendin' you to jail or Iraq
Honor is somethin' you can't sell or buy back
n*ggas don't like braggin', they 9/11 fly cats
Hijack, n*gga, "Get up out your whip, n*gga, strip
I want it all, ice on your wrists and the kicks"
This sh*t happens, I ain't just rappin', believe it, yo
They got streets in the city police won't even go
Peep it, though, uh
It ain't no secret, n*ggas beefin' 'cause my ego so big
It got me speakin' like I'm diesel, like I'm devil, oh
n*ggas know my steelo, I ain't tweakin', I am lethal, yo
Have your daddy lookin' for you, this ain't Finding Nemo, though
Let me slow it down, dumb it down, y'all borin'
The son came up out that womb, yo, a star is born
If real recognize real, y'all foreign
My team run a play on your b*tch and we all scorin' (Yeah)
[Outro: DJ OnPoint]
Shout out to Mike Rooney, Mez
Can't forget Canal, what up?
Shout out to all my n*ggas MySpacin' it up
Check my n*gga out, myspace.com/therapistmusic
Hope y'all n*ggas can spell
Also check out myspace.com/byanymeanssyndicate (If tomorrow never comes and I don't see you again)
Y'all can check me out, myspace.com/djonpoint (Then I just want you to know that my love, it has no end)
If tomorrow never comes and I just fade away
Then remember this one thing, that I love you today