So Serious

You niggaz couldn't fuck the broads I choose

Couldn't push the rides that I cruise, niggaz couldn't tie my shoes

I've been all around the world

You niggaz ain't men, y'all are girls, niggaz couldn't bench what I curl

Shouldn't be a question about your favorite rapper

And my label got me questioning my favorite rapper

So I, broke hard, one man gang, no squad

No Cialis needed to go hard, listen

It's not rappin, I'm spittin bout everythin that happened

In a few bars, twenty five years get packed in

No regrets til my days up

Can't be Pat Ewing lookin back on that lay-up

When you hood like me, you pull up in that Taurus

Still turnin down pussy, you get too many offers

My guards up, too many crossed us

Nowadays, not enough chiefs and it's too many bosses

I'm forreal wit it

Everybody can't be a boss man

Everybody can't have weight

Somebody gotta have bags

Everybody can't have a brick, somebody gotta have an O around here somewhere!

Man lets just be forreal about it

As if y'all needed to be reminded

I don't look for trouble, I just help a nigga find it

A & R feel like everybody the one

I walk around feelin like everybody my son, one

Shorty feelin the God, I can't blame her

And kicked down the door and came through like Kramer (word)

Now find a nigga better than that

I walked out the movie "Source" and started settin my trap

And I don't yap about how I move wit all the guns

Like a hustlers dance, can't do that where I'm from, son

Talk to me, if it's about a buck, heavy cream

On my Eric Bana shit, fuck everythin!

They thought I would go astray, but I won't

David Banner may have time to play, but I don't

Cause I spit the cane wit ease

And I can't just freeze not until this whole game's febreezed

Muffuckas