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B-b-b-beans and c-c-c-cornbread I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV or these streets My attitude is leave me the fuck alone I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV, or these streets I'm not a rapper, homie, I'm just a G (yeah) How the fuck can they love me If they out there in the streets, talking down, man? How they fuck can they love me If they look at my money, like it's not mine? Yeah, yeah Homie, I come from the street, live my life by the rules If I owe ya I'm gon' get ya, it might be ten years due Guarantee it'll be a visit, if you fuck with my food Smile in my face and stab me in my back, that's what busters do Me, I goin' alone, what the fuck is a crew? A bunch of people, that want me to do what they want me to do I don't take orders, if anythang I'ma give them bitches You must have thought, by having my child, you guaranteed to get riches Shit, I told you last album, to go on 'head and file on me Hate me so bad, I know it hurt ya to see a smile on me Bitch I'm a boss, you trying to talk to me like I'm a trick One hundred and twenty thousand a month, I guess I am that bitch I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV or these streets My attitude is leave me the fuck alone I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV or these streets I'm not a rapper, homie, I'm just a G Trying to make it to heaven is hard as hell They gotta to get me, baby mamas, and my boys as well They say they love me, but do they love me, it's hard to tell They love his freedom, but forget him when their boy's in jail I was driving, but the shit was where the passenger ride So nowadays it ain't nobody on my passenger side Eating bullshit, wearing white and passing the time I swear it wasn't no cotton, up in that mattress of mine So used to mean mugging, I swear I gotta practice to smile But I got that Hercules hustle, you can't challenge my grind My partners had money, but got mad when I had to get mine That's why I took the time to tell 'em to kiss my ass in this rhyme They said I didn't even rap good enough, to go get a stack But now I'm headlining a long way from the opening act They wanted to burn my dreams, I still smell the smoke in the back Even if they kill me I'll come back, homie, to go and get that, that's right I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV or these streets My attitude is leave me the fuck alone I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV, or these streets I'm not a rapper, homie, I'm just a G White boy Jimmy, he the realest nigga I know It's because of him I'm walking the streets a free man, and appreciate that, bro Goddamn, I don't wanna go to prison no mo' Beside T. Ferris and bitches, don't nobody visit no mo' I'm not complaining, my nigga, just saying how it is They say it's lonely at the top, I guess that's how it is I swear I ain't seen nobody in the last 30 days Ro must have fell out, that's what them haters that can't stand me say But I ain't never been a bitch, don't know how to be a hoe Only thang I know how to do, is collect that dough If you owe me money, pay me on time Ain't said 'em 3-4-2-4, death before dishonor on mine Me be a punk? I would have to leave this world for that Matter fact, my mama could've had a girl for that I'm cool as a popsicle in the freezer in the winter times And I'm a damn fool, and I have about respect, so give me mine I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV or these streets My attitude is leave me the fuck alone I know they don't give a fuck about me I promise, I'll be happy alone Whether you see me on TV, or these streets I'm not a rapper, homie, I'm just a G
Writer(s): Joseph Wayne Mcvey, Kenneth Jacque Roy, Donald Ray Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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