I just wanna know how niggas going to jailTelling on niggas, coming back home and it still being coolI just wanna know how a nigga on Instagram and Twitter with fifty thousand followersAin't got no money in real life, but still popping, I just wanna knowI wanna know, if a nigga ain't really putting it in, but acting like he putting it inNiggas still letting it fly like it's cool, I really wanna know manThis shit getting different out here it's getting spookyNow when that shit went down with Chris, you wrote a checkIn New Orleans wore my chain to get respect (you a fraud)So what that tell me? You a pussy and a fanSay the wrong shit you know the shooters at your neckI just wanna know, if you ain't write that running through the six shitTell us who the fuck was Quentin running through the six with?(Running through the six with my woesCounting money you know how it goesAll the real live forever babyAnd the fake get exposed)Niggas writing for you cause you know you never did shitWhen I threw that hook out, I was tryin' to catch a big fishWe the type of niggas to tie your mother upFuck your sister in the ass and hit your brother up, pussyYou really sweet, I call you buttercupYou fucking dork you changed the style because you studied usComing with the same flowSwitching up your lingoWe just want a refund, this ain't what we paid forEvery time that we come, we get what we came forSpitting another niggas shit, but you claim you king though?I just wanna know, I just wanna knowHow these niggas acting like they true but really fakingPeople acting like it goI just wanna know, I just wanna knowWas it Quentin Miller? Was it Hush or was it Detail where you really got your flow?(Milli Vanilli that nigga)Money make a fake ass nigga look real againMoney make a sucker that told look trill againSays a lot about all the people that's feeling himBut I'ma show you bitch ass niggas we're real againHeard that other nigga talking we ain't get back yetLet's keep it short, nigga you ain't get your chick back yetAnd now she rocking with the chaser and now you missed that checkYou went from Clear Port to buddy pass you miss that jet, hold upI got to take them off of here, that's rightI got to take them off of here, there's only oneAnd that's me, you understand?'Fore all that fighting, you understand?Sucka thinks he goodSucka thinks he can whoop meAnd I know he can't whoop me and IHey boy, the nigga whole style is chump, you understand?When it comes to me you understandLet me get mines firstThen after I get mine, y'all can do what you wanna doYou know you fucked up right?You shoulda just said nothingNow you're going to have to give me a check to stopAll I hear is platinum that platinum thisMeanwhile I'm on the cover with a platinum chickI got a platinum rollie, platinum whipNiggas frauds I told the truth, don't ask me shitAll this industry fake enemy and rap shitIt's never really my style we got cash to getI really started from nothing now it's back to shitPuffy almost caught a domestic when he smacked that bitchHold up, let that bitch breatheYeah this is called poppin' shitThere's no cut on itIf your feelings get hurtYou feel like ohhh that's an arrogant littleNo this is the truth and the truth hurtsHaven't I paid my dues?Didn't I weather the storm?Niggas is gone and I'm hereYou let Tip homie piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain't forgetReal niggas back in style this shit is litThis that Ja Rule shit and 50 cent
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