Aww Yea

R-R-RJae on the track Aw yeah Hitta Aw yeah Aw Ayy Treat me like a fool, aw yeah Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah Bad ass kid after school In the cut with a tool, yeah Mama said, "Listen here, boy I don't want you standing over there" Few niggas that's from the land They can't even come around here In this game, I ain't playin' fair Everything cost that I wear Stone cold ice on my bracelet With a chain like Ric Flair Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air Keep a pole, gotta stay aware Groovy ass dude, aw yeah Had points to prove, aw yeah People steady thinkin' it's a game Till they whole life rearranged Brains on his shirt, he a stain Thought we had a bond like James Got me a bitch that I'm focused on These hoes can't entertain Look up at the star that I became Now the world think that I changed Why I name this "Aww Yea" And I feel like it shouldn't be no arguin' I'ma real nigga, aw yeah Never put much songs on the market She was irritating, aww yea Put her ass clean on the blocklist Luck real good, aww yea Seven days a week, yea my palm itch (Ahh) Bitch nigga you a die And I made sure we situated Call me El Hitta number 5 In the AM eatin' pancakes with a bowl of grits on the side (Uh) I'ma live me a long ass time lil' nigga Treat me like a fool, aw yeah Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah Bad ass kid after school In the cut with a tool, yeah Mama said, "Listen here, boy I don't want you standing over there" Few niggas that's from the land They can't even come around here In this game, I ain't playin' fair Everything cost that I wear Stone cold ice on my bracelet With a chain like Ric Flair Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air Keep a pole, gotta stay aware Groovy ass dude, aw yeah Had points to prove, aw yeah You don't know shit about being the one, do you? (Ayy) But you knowing a lot about bitin' your tongue, do you? (Ayy) Do you know how to eat without droppin' a crumb, do you? (Ayy) Why you have to change? I ain't did none to you (Naw, naw) I was the one that chose this life I was the one denying advice I was the one stop praying to Christ Then after that start lookin' for Christ I was the one that put up a fight Posted on Trumbull steady screamin' lights I was the one not being polite I was the one, ayy My society full of gunsmoke My mom said, "Hitta, son, go" Was introduced to the jungle I think I got it from my uncle I was the one I was the one being a hard head Groovy lil' hard head Ain't got a dad but I'm still a hard leg Treat me like a fool, aw yeah Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah Bad ass kid after school In the cut with a tool, yeah Mama said, "Listen here, boy I don't want you standing over there" Few niggas that's from the land They can't even come around here In this game, I ain't playin' fair Everything cost that I wear Stone cold ice on my bracelet With a chain like Ric Flair Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air Keep a pole, gotta stay aware Groovy ass dude, aw yeah Had points to prove, aw yeah Treat me like a fool, aw yeah Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah Bad ass kid after school In the cut with a tool, yeah Mama said, "Listen here, boy I don't want you standing over there" Few niggas that's from the land They can't even come around here In this game, I ain't playin' fair Everything cost that I wear Stone cold ice on my bracelet With a chain like Ric Flair Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air Keep a pole, gotta stay aware Groovy ass dude, aw yeah Had points to prove, aw yeah Aw yea Made it through the struggle, aw yeah Not a fuck nigga ain't give me nothing, naw Stood 10 toes down (Ah) Aw yeah Love my whole team, aw yeah Ballin', fuck nigga (Ah, Hitta) I should get a ring, aw yeah