Rest in peace, Big Mello, we gon' miss you, nigga Man, I done lost so many homies, I need tissue nigga Taking million dolla pictures, me and all of my niggaz In three years, I plan to have stacks like Jigga Aw naw, hell, naw, man, y'all done up and done it We chiefing like everyday, smoking bluebonic, chronic I did it, I done it, this rap beef, you know who won it I'm five million worldwide, I got mo' money Europe paid me eighty G's for a hour show And any nigga would be a damn fool, not to go You rap about Amsterdam, nigga, I really been And over there, you could get ten blunts for ten I smoke over and over again, God, forgive me 'Cause I'm a young thug with tattoos in my skin Four hundred thousand dolla Benz with my name on my rims And when I pull up, hoes be like, I know that's him Sometime I flip in a cream Caddy, sometimes I flip in a Fleet wood You know the one with the platinum skin And the chrome spinning shoes, that fill the feet good Might slide in my Dodge Intrepid Or the limousine tint over 83's and fresh meat Guaranteed to squeeze when enemies test me I'ma empty the clip and reload again Ain't got no gal, ain't got no friends Only thing I give a damn about is my ends I wish [unverified] was alive So I could watch him make another Dub again I'm mad at the world, fuck love again 'Cause my so called partnas think I'm cappin' Bitch, I've earned the right to live the good life Y'all know how long I've been rappin' We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don And all we do is get money (Where I'm from) We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don And all we do is get money (Where I'm from) You know, I'm thinking of a master plan I got chrome fans on my promotional van I'm the new Liberraci, look at how this shit got me I fuck with D-Block and the Dipset posse My spinners don't stop, y'all rappers don't shop 'Cause your jeweler told me, you be wearing fake rocks And if I catch you in my hood, homie, you can't leave 'Cause I do niggaz like Fabolous, man, they can't breathe I got a trick up my sleeve, don't ever pick up my weed And I don't tell my hoes bye, I fuck 'em, get up and leave And when I pass by the laws, I gotta switch up my speed 'Cause my spider on the highway, doin' 153 We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don And all we do is get money (Where I'm from) We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don And all we do is get money (Where I'm from) Every morning I wake up and give my praises to God Just for letting me see another sunrise 'Cause sometime, making it through the night is hard Livin' in a place where cheering kills, cheering and police be the civilian Lord, I've been callin' you so long, I wonder if you even hear me Even though I can call a whole heap a burdens I know there's a bunch of blessings as well I remember when I had to sleep on benches Straight rob motherfuckers and leap over fences In a single bound, I wish my mama could see me now Ain't no detectives tryin' to see me now With no rival gangs trying to beat me down It's MTV and BET now and ain't no mo' regular weed Ain't nothing but the best herb With a grandaddy size cup of codeine Straight eight over ice, nigga, yes, sir I'm leaning like I need a V8, representin' for the 3rd Coast Look, respect the South and we gon' see straight, see straight We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don And all we do is get money (Where I'm from) We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don And all we do is get money (Where I'm from)