We done went from young boys
To "You better get a gun, boy"
These niggas tweakin', actin' dumb, boy
It don't matter where you from, boy (Where you from, boy?)
Why you gotta front for? We know it's a con, boy
For my convoy, I'ma have to send them bombs, boy
This nine'll whip 'em up like Benihana's, boy
But to be honest, nigga, I just want some commas, boy
Shhh, you too loud, use your in-voice
My time is money, nigga, I just sent a invoice
I don't think that runnin' off would be a good choice
Hope that's understood, boy, I don't wanna have to send boys
Made another ten, boy
But I still need a lot more
Coolin' with my capos, like we in The Sopranos
She asked me what my name was, I told her "Tony Guapo"
Smilin' in my face but I know you just want my spot though
You knew you was fake, so why you try to blow the spot, though?
Pull up in that Quattro, lookin' like I hit the lotto
I threw all my chips in, bitch, I'm tryna hit the top score
Bitch, I gotta get rich or die tryin', that's the motto
We done went from young boys
To "You better get a gun, boy"
These niggas tweakin', actin' dumb, boy
It don't matter where you from, boy (Where you from, boy?)
Why you gotta front for? We know it's a con, boy
For my convoy, I'ma have to send them bombs, boy
This nine'll whip 'em up like Benihana's, boy
But to be honest, nigga, I just want some commas, boy
The only time I go, is when I go hard
If he really had it, then he wouldn't be tryna boguard
You don't need no telescope to see we came so far
Mama told me "Don't do nothin' dumb, boy, you so smart"
When they hear this, they gon' be like "Damn, this shit so hard"
I done took off like a rocket, then I pulled up like a go-kart
I told fool 'nem chill, it ain't no stoppin' when bro start
So don't start, I'm used to readin' niggas like Co - Star
I told bro 'nem slow up on them Xanny bars
He done crashed the SRT8, told him "Treat it like a fancy car"
Don't be surprised when you see me in a Phantom like it's Danny's car
If they say they gave me a run for my money, they ain't ran me far
We done went from young boys
To "You better get a gun, boy"
These niggas tweakin', actin' dumb, boy
It don't matter where you from, boy (Where you from, boy?)
Why you gotta front for? We know it's a con, boy
For my convoy, I'ma have to send them bombs, boy
This nine'll whip 'em up like Benihana's, boy
But to be honest, nigga, I just want some commas, boy