They want money, and they want fame. But, they don't wanna do what it takes for to change, I'll be loyal to you if you could do the same. Take all the love out my body let it hang on my chain. I come from posted on that pole straight out that nawf, nobody ridin wit me. Let some shots off, you know that's law, it ain't no tryin wit me. I'm quick to cut my nigga off, he talm bout dyin fa me. Got me f*cked up, cause when it's up, you ain't go ride fa me. Stepped onna nigga, Ian think twice, and we ain't do that together. Tell every nigga in my gang: "You know who been bout whateva". Niggas reppin, come back to life, when now you claim you a stepper. I go to jail, and I do life, before I change Boom, Bow *. They went to running, when them shots let off. I drop a bag, and kill em all, befoe they play like they raw. I'm living life like from Cali, but I'm straight out the nawf. With some lil niggas from out Dickson, who will take yo sh*t off *Bow*. They want money, and they want fame, and they want loyalty in all. They want love, but, can't stand up when gangsta sh*t poppin off. From my heart, they ever cross me, I can't knock off my dawg. But, draw ya sword, get met wit force, b*tch Imma blow yo sh*t off. You was never there when I needed you the most, and she know, you was not mad when I was f*ckin wit h*es, and you know, I was not mad, got caught down bad in yo phone, b*tch you was suckin on this d*ck, and tried to come right back home. They want money, and they want fame. But, they don't wanna do what it takes for to change, I'll be loyal to you if you could do the same. Take all the love out my body let it hang on my chain. You want some money, and some fame, but just don't know that dat sh*t don't mean a thing. But, drop yo nuts, get yo a*s up, it's all on you for the change. I don't want smoke, but b*tch you know what come with saying my name. And I ain't been wit Babyjoe, I'm really tryin fa to change. This ain't none I wrote, Rip Dump, them niggas stepped on my manes. You know my name, and what I bang, b*tch you done stepped out yo lane. You through yo flag, and then it's done, I swear I won't say a thang. Until then, let the best man win, I put that K on a train, now let's go. You say "Can I love you? ", I say "Can I trust you? ". Cause pain, that's what yo love do, but, my only question baby can I love you? And if I can't then it's f*ck you