Man Who Are You Anyway Man Nobody Cares what you are talking bout I live on the edge everyday I see you dont have a clue as to how the world works anyway Can I get your girl it's possible plus you turned your life into a throwaway Throw it away Throw It Away Throw It Away So I'm Just sitting in the seats where success sat at Its Not my fault you have no clue how the world works dog who are you mad I'm not the protagonist from mafia but I straight up ran the streets while you were somewhere dancing with spray painted ass chicks man why are you calling people out by name you know mines I dont know yours which means your a lame fat ass food in the mouth never been to the east coast or even down south so how are you a true thug boy for your addiction to crack and meth your life is on the never rebuild set to be destroyed oh you got a nine to five gig my music is worth ninety six Gigs bites on my inner thigh if I make her mad she doesn't like I dont like you your pathetic boy its sad Ive always been a real thug why are you close to me fuck a g hug dont make stop the track give a fuck if you got words for me you out of shape lame I'm thirty one no beer gut and skinny but who says skinny black wont make a comeback and give you a run for your money running back fuck a hoedown or a throw down I'm on some getting money shit dummy bitch everyone knows a front is bad