I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook] How dare these *****z try to ****in hate on me Come out and make records sound just like me But nobody does this here quite like me Now let me tell a little something 'bout me Pops tags, things fresh to death like me Who pulls more whips out the stash than me Y'all *****es wanna ride, c'mon it's on me I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me[Verse one] Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like RuleTalk some **** to get they name on the news Papers, haters never pay they dues Always got to be in somebdy shoes Walk with me, or ride this on BentleyWith the rims you can sit in Or the Enzo with them TV's that's hidden I stay in menages with various women Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm livin' The realest, the ***** in the realest state I got real estates in different states, go figure Cause I ain't singing you'se a + Gold Digger+ But *****es, +you ain't ****in' with no broke *****z+ That's why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLSWe on the point your voice sound like ***, yes There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse two] Yea, I know, one more gin, ***** you better come on in Relax a while, sip on hypno and henn I like your style, you're so old school In them Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour eleven Reebok classics Remind me of '87 when *****z was playing with blocks like little kids and Even though we men we still big wheelin' Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings All of the art of drug-dealin' cause every mil Is two for me, when it's all tax-free Pray for God's children, all except for me I'mma walk in the path the Lord has paved for me One foot at a time, *****z follow my footsteps Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints Man, y'all ************s can't stop me, that's why y'all copy I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse three] I know what *****z to do right, can't do no wrong And everything's alright, then lyrically goes wrong No part to piss in, no shoulder to cry on You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be by-gones Rule the icon, who killed the industry like i PodsHad these *****z runnin' like track stars Except runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods Loadin' my trey-duece for them *****z that act hood Ridin' my six-duece uptown, I'm so hood *****es love the coupes when them doors swing upwards Money long, I'm putting from the green like T-Woods? is not to be confused with white good White gold should never be percieved as platinum And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like diamonds Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they still not me Y'all ***** *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook]
I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook] How dare these *****z try to ****in hate on me Come out and make records sound just like me But nobody does this here quite like me Now let me tell a little something 'bout me Pops tags, things fresh to death like me Who pulls more whips out the stash than me Y'all *****es wanna ride, c'mon it's on me I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me[Verse one] Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like RuleTalk some **** to get they name on the news Papers, haters never pay they dues Always got to be in somebdy shoes Walk with me, or ride this on BentleyWith the rims you can sit in Or the Enzo with them TV's that's hidden I stay in menages with various women Huh, I'm just kiddin' that's not how I'm livin' The realest, the ***** in the realest state I got real estates in different states, go figure Cause I ain't singing you'se a + Gold Digger+ But *****es, +you ain't ****in' with no broke *****z+ That's why I ride, ain't you see I put you on the CLSWe on the point your voice sound like ***, yes There's no real way to stop me, that's why y'all copy I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse two] Yea, I know, one more gin, ***** you better come on in Relax a while, sip on hypno and henn I like your style, you're so old school In them Sasson Vidals, fiftyfour eleven Reebok classics Remind me of '87 when *****z was playing with blocks like little kids and Even though we men we still big wheelin' Still cop cribs, six beds, four baths, high ceilings All of the art of drug-dealin' cause every mil Is two for me, when it's all tax-free Pray for God's children, all except for me I'mma walk in the path the Lord has paved for me One foot at a time, *****z follow my footsteps Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set of footprints Man, y'all ************s can't stop me, that's why y'all copy I know you *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook][Verse three] I know what *****z to do right, can't do no wrong And everything's alright, then lyrically goes wrong No part to piss in, no shoulder to cry on You get to thinkin' why can't we let by-gones be by-gones Rule the icon, who killed the industry like i PodsHad these *****z runnin' like track stars Except runnin' backwards when I sit back rollin' the backwoods Loadin' my trey-duece for them *****z that act hood Ridin' my six-duece uptown, I'm so hood *****es love the coupes when them doors swing upwards Money long, I'm putting from the green like T-Woods? is not to be confused with white good White gold should never be percieved as platinum And cubic-zirconia never gon' shine like diamonds Cause, no matter how hard they copy, they still not me Y'all ***** *****z ain't ****in' with me[Hook]
