[Juvenile]
Look I`m tryin to live right now
Make a better place for my kids right now
Or get out my face is how it is right now
All I wanna have is my own shit right now..
So much go through my head all day
The game situation is be paid or played
I gotta eat the lottery is not for me it`s homicide and robbery
And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks
It ain`t cool if my people don`t eat they part of the reason
I got away from all that bullshit, that thuggin and thievin
And as far as this Cash Money shit it`s part of my blood
And we feed each other everyday by showin `em love
It don`t matter what we came into we gonna stay blood
And whoever sleepin on it dem dat`s gonna wake up
I need dough to feed me and my people
To get a pie and eat special from, Julio`s
Fuck ya boy, I don`t care, who he know
Just make sho`, that he pay, who he owe
I ain`t tryin to be a bully I just want what I earned
He`s a hardheaded child and it`s time to be learned
[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]
You don`t like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
You don`t like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
[Juvenile]
I`ve seen shit that a child my age, shouldn`ta saw
They bustin right over the backseat of a stolen car
I was seven they had to be about nine or ten
His momma Fay she done ran through who`s dyin again
Damn but I don`t really think she mean what she say
As soon as she smoke that crack, shit done fucked with her head
Momma gon` love her kids, and they (?) aware
And if momma don`t love her children, then momma need prayer
Durin the struggles of my life I learned to take heed to shit
I paid attention to everything that went on in the bricks
All of the early morning rushes to the late night fights
I always visioned that one day this would be my life
Back then it wasn`t gravy, the street wasn`t right
Especially in our house, we didn`t eat some nights
On come new technology these days and times
And it gave us other avenues and ways to grind
Fuck what you got nigga, I`m makin mine
I messed up my first lil change, I`ma be straight this time
To the fullest, always huntin, for it to spend
I went out and got it dawg, I can do it again
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
Get off the block lil nigga this my spot lil nigga
I don`t care what you got you get shot lil nigga
I been thuggin, and I`m lovin my life
The reason I made it to here because I been livin trife
For spite stoppin knockin old niggaz off
Tryin to be the fuckin boss and shotcall
Ride round in the toughest cars, double R`s
Fuckin over niggaz don`t want see me ball
Now which one of your peers wanna come do this
I ain`t with all of that talkin cause my gun do flip
Lift niggaz off they feet when they run they lip
Tryin to tell you bout people, tell you that chick`s on chips
You don`t like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
I`m straight off of the street that`s why I`m out chea bad
Comin through yo` door with a bag and a Mag
[Chorus]
[Juvenile]
If you don`t like me nigga, nigga come out
Fuck, I don`t like you either though bitch-ass nigga
Boy-ass nigga.. what? Fuck you in ya ass
[Chorus]
Da da da
Da da da da.. hahahaha
I don`t like you either though
Punk, pussy, candy-ass nigga
Wearin another nigga drawers ass nigga
Take it like a man ya heard me?
