Yea nigga, you can tell nigga can tell Im that guy nigga, yeah can tell I got my sack right nigga yeah, you can tell, you can tell You can tell I'm a hustler You can tell I got my muscle up You can tell, it ain't hard to see, to see You can tell, you can tell You can tell, you can tell You can tell You can tell, I grind, I grind You can tell by the way a nigga shine, I shine You can tell, it ain't hard to tell You can tell, you can tell You can tell, you can tell I quit that shit, I went legit, they hate that shit, I be like (fuck 'em) They don't like me anyway, I say the same (fuck 'em) The critics say too street, so they overlook the pimp Give a damn, no, the promoters overbook a pimp Plain campaign, streets vote for him You can tell them bitches love him, they bust it all for him I'm a Don for real, the real niggas fuck with him You can tell a hater mad, but you know they stomp with him Super cool, young nigga, born and raised in the gutter Grew up selling butter, ey, free my brother, brother You can tell them major labels don't give a fuck about no album Never have, never will, still gone be a millionaire You can tell I'm a hustler You can tell I got my muscle up You can tell, it ain't hard to see, to see You can tell, you can tell You can tell, you can tell You can tell You can tell, I grind, I grind You can tell by the way a nigga shine, I shine You can tell, it ain't hard to tell You can tell, you can tell You can tell, you can tell I got a house on the hills, but a room at the twelve You can tell she with Gucci, she got diamonds on her nails crack a seal, pop a pill, now I'm moving like a snail I can tell you a player, drop a whale on the scale East Atlanta on the map, shipping money in the mail They call me Gucci Mane the player, but my shoes are Chanel If I lose then I snooze, Gucci broke, bitch, April's fools Is it the booze, or the jewels or the coupe on 22