Don't be mad, they gotta pay me too, these n****s hate me too, yeah I said dreams come true, don't be mad, they try to break me too, don't let em break you too, ayy I said dreams come true, don't be mad, they gotta pay me too, these n****s hate me too, ayy I said my dreams come true, don't be mad, they try to break me too, don't let em break you too These n****s hate me, cause I always keep it real, I ain't never had to lie, suck no d*** to get a deal, they really love my talent, I do this s*** for real, if a n***a play with me or my n***a, kill that n***a down today, if I tell my d*** go, them n****s slide today, and if I give em your direction, they gon' slide that way, hit his spine that way, I go and grab that cake, and I'm gon' slide today, I got the drop on the opp, so it's time to tint the windows, let em n***a slide, got the tints presidential, if I wanna kill em on the game, we gotta flip those, the whole gang gotta flip those, he duck behind the car, we shoot over the hose, if he f***ing on that, we get over, ayy, and guess believe that I love the bros, gotta know that I love my bros, and I ain't never did nothing wrong, never been a snake, I ain't never did nothing, I never been a fake, I been fuller in the world of snakes, a world full of hate, and a world full of white faces tryna judge my race, a*****e, you on my spot, I'm posted on the block, I got a big glock, a n***a play getting popped, I'ma knock him out his d***, I'ma block him out this d***, and I'ma mark him out this d***, finna talk him in his d***, white talk all around on him, fake lovers surround us, and them haters all around us, and them haters all around us, ayy, blood is rocking with me, but my crips stay on my side, swear to God I love Peezy even though he slime, shooting for my n***a, if he ever up and die, and whoever did it, I swear to God the gang gon' ride, we gon' catch a n***a slipping, catch a n***a lacking, big 40 by my side, they know a n***a packing, and yeah, I like to fight, a n***a still jacking, my Memphis n***a stepping, my Cali n***a rapping, ayy, this s*** so crippin', we make these n****s jealous, they really want my spot, and some n****s really telling, they all on the paperwork, f*** with that paperwork, I don't wanna talk to you, just gon' send that paper first, for real, like a fan, what them 2010 playoffs hurt, so much money in my hand, I could build a paper church, he take the real too fast, like, why can't you take fakers first, pass the gun to my mans, he need a assist, partners killing partners like street code don't exist