| Uh, Yea, Let’s Do It |
| Uh, Yea, Fa sho |
| Get right |
| Um yea, um yea fa sho |
| I’m at Peace with myself I don’t need nobody to make me happy |
| Still waiting for thangs don’t value me |
| Where were you when I couldn’t stay out that county jail for nothing and |
| everybody used to laugh at me |
| From home boys to the broads |
| Everyone left me scarred going around looking for anyone that can fix my broken |
| heart |
| Waking up when it’s dark |
| Late walks inside the park |
| Going around for anyone that can fix my broken heart |
| I was in the street like who want it |
| Hit the bank like blue hundreds |
| Nigga tried to play me bitch tried to play tighten up who dummy |
| I ain’t playing about me I’m protecting my peace |
| Not even police can take it away from me |
| Tell them niggas to slide I be ready to die where a new me is waiting for me |
| I was 15 I know that |
| I pull up stolo gold jag |
| I was in Lauderdale fuck niggas tried me when I drawed I shot the whole scab |
| That’s a magnum Tre fifty seven |
| I went Camry to the mclearen yea I’m 26 13 6 but syko that’s my fire that |
| millionaire |
| Ain’t no play with him naw not that one |
| I want red rum spell that backwards |
| Before you make it the hoe come after |
| Real stepper I keep in my step ya’ll already know how I fly I’m a vulture I’m a |
| bird |
| All snakes getting ate all of them gotta die on my mama |
| That’s my word |
| I’m at Peace with myself I don’t need nobody to make me happy |
| Still waiting for thangs don’t value me |
| Where were you when I couldn’t stay out that county jail for nothing and |
| everybody used to laugh at me |
| From home boys to the broads |
| Everyone left me scarred going around looking for anyone that can fix my broken |
| heart |
| Waking up when it’s dark |
| Late walks inside the park |
| Going around for anyone that can fix my broken heart |
| Feel at with myself at the moment |
| Worry about me than my family and money |
| Back then I used just wanted to be wanted |
| Now I don’t give a fuck on my lonely |
| I’m thuggin' I’d done seen a few fillers turn snitches |
| I had some of my hitters turn bitches |
| I’ve been chilled and keeping my distance |
| It ain’t about the skrilla I ain’t serving no interest |
| You can leave and get wacked I ain’t trippin' |
| Codine sippin it no more activis but I’m activated |
| Been in shoot outs got shot close distance |
| I can’t die I ain’t don’t with mission |
| Promethazine kicking me ass |
| I’m overturnt I get past faded |
| For everybody cross me I’m gonna make sure before I go I’m gonna be compensated |
| Now I only allow myself where I am appreciated not tolerated |
| Big stepper real stepper |
| Keep pep in my step ya’ll already know how I fly I’m a vulture, I’m a bird |
| All snakes getting ate |
| All of em gotta die on my mama, that’s my word |
| I’m at Peace with myself I don’t need nobody to make me happy |
| Still waiting for thangs don’t value me |
| Where were you when I couldn’t stay out that county jail for nothing and |
| everybody used to laugh at me |
| From home boys to the broads |
| Everyone left me scarred going around looking for anyone that can fix my broken |
| heart |
| Waking up when it’s dark |
| Late walks inside the park |
| Going around for anyone that can fix my broken heart |