Fuck you
Fuck you, come up here then
Awww wow Big Pussy
You guys ready?
Yo yo Shut yo bitch ass up nigga (uh)

Fuck you to anyone that claim that they got me
When my heart was low, it turn kami-kamikaze
I'm taking back my gallery, I'm finna spaz
The truth is everything we need
Can we agree with that?
The group is back without being on the album (huh)
I'm back and ready, Ciarian had to bring it out me (huh)
I love to hate but these days I'ma keep it classy (huh)
Niggas I've made, I like to see them boys surpass me (huh)
Flavor Flav with the way we keep it nasty (huh)
Jesus my savior, own my masters like Master P
I can't explain it dawg, you know that's how magic be
You gotta bring it if you getting on a track with me
This shit a classic, ain't evеn been out a week
The show is over nigga, pleasе stop harassing me
Stop asking me
It's bad enough I have to deal with this tragedy
On my own

What (my own)
What (on my own)
On my what (on my own)
No (on my own)
No (on my own)
Listen to me nigga

Ooh boy, you still a bitch boy
You ain't doin' shit boy
This that murder shit boy
This that learn to destroy
The label needed 35 minutes of music
It's the true shit
Faggot nigga out of Houston
Doin', whatever the fuck I'm supposed to do
And mosh pit at the shows
Surprised we ain't get sued man
Crowds go loco, we lean into their amusement
After shows taking photos with all the new fans
I don't roll solo need the crew to manuver
Through the loose and dark and spark kinda kinda movements
Injectin' hope into a generation
Of a lotta bunch of lonely motherfuckers sitting waiting
We ain't taking all them punches to the fucking faces
Just to let some fuck nigga come around and say some fake shit
My every day lifestyle ain't nothin' but a hustle
Can't nobody tell me shit I made it out the jungle

My every day lifestyle ain't nothin' but a hustle
Came down swinging, now don't nobody move a muscle
My every day lifestyle ain't nothin' but a hustle
Came down swinging, now don't nobody move a muscle