We can't stay alive foever.
So if shit hit the fan then we might as well die together.
I'm high as ever, more hoes and cheddar G-Unit move around with them
pounds and berretas.
Yeah faggot,if I want it I'm gon' have it
Regardless if it's handed to me or I gottta grab it
Don't make an ass outta yourself tryna stop me
I'm cocky, rap's 'Rocky',nigga you sloppy
You know that I'm eight levels above you nigga
I'll plug you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, ugly nigga
I'm the wrong one to provoke
And rattin on niggaz is only gon' leave you smoke
So the only thing left now is toast for these cowards
I gott no buck up, fuck most of these cowards
They pop shit 'till we start approaching these cowards
While we lay around dollars, they lay around flowers
