It's Nothing Personal

First I fuck yo bitch and then you book me for a show
And nigga how you mad at me because she begging for some more?
These niggas wanna see me dead they wanna slit a nigga throat
You niggas better think twice before you coming for the goat

How you mad at me because I wanna buy a chain?
You need to focus on yourself lil bitch don't try to fuck my game
When I'm making money buying shit my way to ease the pain
But I'm not ya baby daddy bitch I'm ain't a fucking lame

You can try to stop my shine but girl I'm always gone be great
And once you cross a nigga ain't no coming back you sealed your fate
You was talking just to talk you know a nigga gone be straight
And now you asking for some money bitch you better move some weight

But enough of that, that shit is dead another DOA
I got some lil niggas trapping hard they working BOA
And bring my chips with the dip you know I love the Frito-Lay
And then he pop a perc and catch a body say he feel okay

I'm just a young nigga living good I know my mama proud of me
And this for all the hating ass niggas that was doubting me
And this for times when bitches wasn't thinking of surrounding me
They see I rap and now these bitches wanna come devour me

And I ain't never been a bitch, so you can test me
And I ain't with that cuffing shit, so don't arrest me
But I heard you wanna give me neck, so come and bless me
But I only want you for the sex, you don't impress me

The only thing I'm focused on, is getting money
We ain't about that joking shit, ain't nothing funny
But I can take yo bitch nigga, when I was bummy
You wanna snatch my chain nigga, then take it from me

I heard you wanna be my wife, I rather not
I knew that you was fucking niggas, this fucking thot
But them niggas that be talking shit, be getting shot
Then we take em to the graveyard, come pick a plot

Bitch I'm 32 the biggest one you ever fucking seen
And now you hear my voice you see my face up on the tv screen
My pops was making dirty money now I'm making money clean
I'm 32 but 24 I'm balling like I'm Kobe Bean

We almost at the end but don't forget that I'm a flossy nigga
Chains hanging glowing in the light you see it's glossy nigga
Invested in this game it ain't shit you could've taught me nigga
Begging for your life that shit is crazy how you cross me nigga

Feeling like I'm Pac it's thug life until a nigga die
Bird ass nigga gave him wings now watch that nigga fly
Silence on the gun it never talk you know that shit is shy
And we not talking parachuting but that nigga in the sky

Yes I keep them killers with me, they keep it tucked
They never showing pity nigga, don't give no fuck
But if you hype him up, we hawk him down and put him in the Dutch
And pussy you don't wanna beef with us, we hit em up bitch