what do i owe you nigga, why is you hating nigga, who the hell are you nigga, check i dont diss on you nigga, but i had to respond nigga, you sayin im a wanna-B walkin like you talkin sayin i aint a G well thats like you transforming into a she, had me stunning all my life, turned my piggybank into that airforce nikey bank, you know nothing bout me, trashtalker wish i could bitchSlap you nigga, lay my hand on that tool and my finger let loose of that trigga, got me spittin my saliva on you, nigga what do you know bout raindrops, that freeze in the sky, when your whole life you is livin a lie, when everything seem right but is all wrong, wanna make excuses but aint no one care yoh Im gon tell you this boy, i aint got millions, and i aint livin wealthy, my crib is full of roaches and my yard is filled with shit of my noeghbouts dog, i live in a shack, my daddies cribb house got only two rooms i exclude the tiolet now tell me what i owe you nigga, bought myself a chain instead of food nigga, im prolly sick,. for the love of being a stunner, im'a keep doin what i love to do and its to keep stunning my nigga, uh!!