[Hook:]

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back

He can't even read but he been slinging crack

You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back



Pokin' one up that lil Jaguar and lil J Black

I'm bout to wear the colored, f**k a Maybach

Free J Green, they tryna get my A-flat

I went up and I done stayed and called the plane back

If rap don't work, then I'm back up on that same crap

You can't leave, baby, you gon' find your way back

He can't even spell, but he can sell dope

Once you come up from that corner, boy you gettin' low

They been lookin' for the boy, think they tryna scope

They gon' pop it, you can lock it, still gettin' poked

I remember you was ballin', now you dead broke

The last time I seen that nigga, he was smokin' pope

I got nigga locked up, and they losin' hope

I don't do it for the hood, I do it for my folks

The neighbors on us, so we hit the bad up

But now I'm on the radio, no more camera



[Hook:]

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back

He can't even read but he been slinging crack

You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back



I've been stayin' focused since I came back

But I will still push your top, way back

I got some money, a lil power, and some fame too

I just want the money, but they gave me fame too

You ain't really in the hood, I just came through

In the Audi A4 and the paint blue

They gon' love you now but later they gon' hate you

My lil bitch run games and I call her gameroo

I ain't made the lug, but I break the lug

I was f**ked up by that movie, now I'm paid in full

Go hard like go, go, do your thing boo

Get that money, just don't let that shit done change you

Left the high early, I ain't go to school

Young nigga bendin' corners in the old school

I just bought a new strap, no that's not my crew

I keep playin' with it, I might swing it on the noose



[Hook:]

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back

He can't even read but he been slinging crack

You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back