So you say you a gangsta, right?
Are you really a rider, yeah?
You don't take s*** from no one, no
And got your mind on your muthaf***in' dough, let's go

I'll be a South Side n**** till I rot
Even though I got the yacht in the million dollar bot
Superman armor on the 69 drop
Out of every 70 rappers 69 flop

I blowed a buck in the corner just to get the feel
So my head light smooth when I move the steering wheel
I ain't squabble from nothing, its top dollar to chill
I pop bottles for real with pop artists that kill

I move 2 mill, my backyard is a field
I ain't tough for the tube, I'll smack y'all for real
Go head hate on me now, you'll miss a n**** later
I'm hood like b*** holes and p**** elevators

I went from playing the same block to Bangkok
So enough to get money between raindrops
And my piece so heavy I pop a chain a week
And get so much p**** I can't sleep

Poppa was a rollin' stone
Never came back home now I'm on my own
So I had to learn a few things 'bout survival
Like the ice pick done off the bottom

If you scared don't come around here
Guns ammunition don't run out here
As soon you get the paper to try it
A n**** try me, he won't see tomorrow

I ain't even got a license yet and got 7 cars, yep
TV the same size as Kevin Garnett
A brand new buzz, M** 1* and a c******
White fan base 'cause Eminem is my partner

I'm a Ferrari and Jag copper, you a gl*** shopper
I blow m******** the color of gr*** hopper
I ain't a regular n****, all the promoters pay 100 or more
To bring your boy to Singapore

My dress code got the best h*** jumping on 'em
Elvis's and Red Monkey with the monkey on 'em
S******'ll leave a n**** food stamps blue
Like a full tube of acid in your shampoo

We don't tolerate the **** blocking out the bricks
We got fif's with the c** s******* in the c****
Watch your mouth b**** there's rocks popping out the wrists
And my outfits, a eye stopper for the chicks

Poppa was a rollin' stone
Never came back home now I'm on my own
So I had to learn a few things 'bout survival
Like the ice pick done off the bottom

If you scared don't come 'round here
Guns ammunition don't run out here
As soon you get the paper to try it
A n**** try me, he won't see tomorrow

A n**** throw his hands up at me, I send a dummy harmed
And had money wrong shoot him in his underarm
Then pick up a shell, that'll be his lucky charm
I got a chunky arm, I'm a f***ing Don

I burn big everyday, nothing but the bong
I don't cuddle, as soon as I get the n** I'm gone
I'm in a cl*** all by myself
I'll whoop your a** all by myself

I got white gold, rose gold, yellow gold, platinum
Young h***, old h***, yellow ones and black ones
I've been patiently waiting to get on my s*** again
So this is for the corner they cornered a n**** in

I wish you would try jump me, I'll wave the g** by you
And burn your eyelashes off like a c**** lighter
N**** you stupid riding by trying to b**** me
'Cause my window got the gl*** from a taxi

Poppa was a rollin' stone
Never came back home now I'm on my own
So I had to learn a few things 'bout survival
Like the ice pick done off the bottom

If you scared don't come 'round here
Guns ammunition don't run out here
As soon you get the paper to try it
A n**** try me, he won't see tomorrow