Without You

[kids oveation]

[Verse 1:]

Uh! - If you a G, this for you! (for you...)

Possessive mind, if I see it I pursue. (uh!)

Take a look at where I come from - you'll see what I been thru (thru!)

Snake niggas get be-headed, guillotine 'em out the crew. [kids ovation]

Funny thing is without you - I wouldn't have a clue!

On what to do when ran into - a lady such as yourself (yeah!)

Not lady as in a gender - but lady as in character

My lady heart bigger. (bitch!) - I love my Glock, married her! (whoo!)

Carried her thru my daily, they mad - they can't get near me [police sirens]

Think I won't - hit ya, dare me, you'll be smoked, CLICK, ya hear me? (hear me?)

But not really! - Shout to all the haters (yeah!)

Cause that's all they really want - attention from money makers! [gunshot]

With' mansions and friendly neighbors (uh!) - and VVS lasers (uh!)

Pool parties, bitches in bikinis doin' favors.

Had negative niggas raised us. - And gave us the game

Planned everything carefully. - Prepared to be the mane. (mane!)

[Chorus: {DJ Whoo Kid}]

The hatin' don't get me! - Them switch-siders won't switch me (naah!)

They wishy! - And disloyal - broke and shifty!

If we really want you gone, then you'll be gone - don't wrong!

Sad song, they been frontin' mad long. - Blast on 'em! [gunshot]

Laugh at em'! Gas face 'em, chase 'em [gunshot] to the train station!

Cause you know he don't push shit! (push shit!) - Neck full of bullshit (bullshit!) [shot]

I'm ridin' with' a full clip! Same clique, SouthSide.

No bright colors, all black when we outside. {Whooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }

[Verse 2:]

Dressed up and Vest'd up. - Hennessy in my stress cup (strees cup!)

Princess cut from the neck up, hand on my right and my left nut. (whoo!)

ESV'in cause Cadillac make the best truck

I fill 'em up with females, beggin' me to be sex'd up. [scream]

Heaven is where we end up, cause it's been hot as shit here (shit here!)

It's gotta be hell! - How many died this year? (huh?)

Heavy fly wrist-wear; am I the guy? Shit, yeah! (shit, yeah!)

You deserve to sit, you give homicide tip, queer. [gunshot]

I like my bitch rare! (naaah!) - Not all in the street!

That'll getcha peter rolled - meter blown all in ya seat. (in ya seat!)

We don't care if no one eat! - We don't trust them! (them!)

And they don't trust us; no one speak! - Grimey, 'til I go to sleep! (yeah!) [blast]

Chrome hearted Rover feet. - Nigga picture me trick!

You KNOW I'm cheap! (KNOW I'm cheap!) - I getcha seasick, the flow is deep. (deep!)

You getcha knees hit, ya fingers broke you STILL

Treatin' this shit just like the street - dope for sale! (eeee-eeeeehhh!)

[Chorus:]

The hatin' don't get me! - Them switch-siders won't switch me (naah!)

They wishy! - And disloyal - broke and shifty!

If we really want you gone, then you'll be gone - don't wrong!

Sad song, they been frontin' mad long. - Blast on 'em!

Laugh at em'! Gas face 'em, chase 'em to the train station!

Cause you know he don't push shit! (push shit!) - Neck full of bullshit (bullshit!)

I'm ridin' with' a full clip! Same clique, SouthSide.

No bright colors, all black when we outside. [gunshot]

[Outro:]

SHADYVILLE-dot-BIZ! [kids oveation]

CAN'T FORGET... LIGHT THE BARBER! [beat fades out] [police sirens] [kids oveation]