Streets and trickey (Streets and trickey)
Way off
Way off
Way off
Way way way off
I ain't into making friends
All the time that I spent by myself gon' pay off
I hope you don't take offense
If you mad about a thing
Y'all should fuck way off
Y'all should fuck way off
Y'all should fuck way off
Y'all should fuck way off
Yeah
They been fucking wit' each other, they ain't playing wit' me
Boys that wish that they were brothers ain't related to me
I'm the motherfucking man, they all babies to me
I been faded in some places you need paper to be
I jus' kick 'em out the section like, "Go, go, go!"
I ain't even stressing like, "Yo, yo, yo!"
They tryna cause a problem like, "Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
And the homie come an' solve it on the low, low, low
I mean, really, they been tripping, that ain't nothing to me
How they day-one snitching, man, that's something to see
I go back a generation up the family tree
Cut it off at the roots, watch 'em fall like leaves
I just watched a couple strippers take their clothes off
Then they over at my table like, "I know y'all!"
I'm like, "I ain't even doubt it, I been so raw"
Here's my number, I'll ignore it if you hoes call
Yeah
I've been scheming by myself
'Cause I don't need no help
I've been chilling all alone
I've been living in my zone, yeah
I ain't into making friends
All the time that I spent by myself gon' pay off
I hope you don't take offense
If you mad about a thing
Y'all should fuck way off
I'm not tryna make amends
If you tryna be a man
Understand and lay off
When I'm laying down my head
I got money on my mind
And y'all gon' stay off
Way way way way off
(I said "Way off!")
Way off wit' the drama, boy
Way way way way off
(I said "Way off!")
I'm that motherfucker, you are just a mama's boy
Way way way way off
(He said "Way off!")
Way off wit' the drama, boy
Way way way way off
I'm that motherfucker, you are just a mama's boy
Me, myself, and I, y'all don't fuck wit' the team
If you feel like you can, then it's not what it seems
I'll run up in your crib while your family asleep
And you'll die in real life, you alive in the dream, though
Oh, I'm the bro, bro, bro
If they talking shit, I'll let 'em die slow, slow, slow
I ain't tired, but you know I'm on a roll, roll, roll
I'm a diamond and I made it outta coal, coal, coal
I'm in Compton and a homie got a vest on
If you living on a prayer, he gon' bless y'all
Put a cross on your chest, then he press y'all
Leave you all over the table like a mess hall
Bunch of people in the north tryna fuck up my night
And I ain't going back 'n' forth 'cause I know that I'm right
I've been out in California and I'm living my life
For real, I tried'a warn ya, but I guess it's alright
I've been scheming by myself
'Cause I don't need no help
I've been chilling all alone
I've been living in my zone, yeah
Every finger got a ring, though
I'm just tryna do my thing, bro
Smoking weed in the Range Rove'
Making fun of these lame hoes
I'mma let the phone ring, bro
I'mma try to take the king's throne
Yo, we are not the same, bro
I'm not in it for the fame, though
I ain't into making friends
All the time that I spent by myself gon' pay off
I hope you don't take offense
If you mad about a thing
Y'all should fuck way off
I'm not tryna make amends
If you tryna be a man
Understand and lay off
When I'm laying down my head
I got money on my mind
And y'all gon' stay off
Way way way way off
(Way off!)
Way off wit' the drama, boy
Way way way way off
(Way off!)
I'm that motherfucker, you are just a mama's boy
Way way way way off
(Way off!)
Way off wit' the drama, boy
Way way way way off
(Way off!)
I'm that motherfucker, you are just a mama's boy
Way way way way off
(Way off!)
Way way way way off
