[Juvenile] 

Look I'm tryin to live right now 

Make a better place for my kids right now 

Or get out my face is how it is right now 

All I wanna have is my own shit right now.. 

So much go through my head all day 

The game situation is be paid or played 

I gotta eat the lottery is not for me it's homicide and robbery 

And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks 

It ain't cool if my people don't eat they part of the reason 

I got away from all that bullshit, that thuggin and thievin 

And as far as this Cash Money shit it's part of my blood 

And we feed each other everyday by showin 'em love 

It don't matter what we came into we gonna stay blood 

And whoever sleepin on it dem dat's gonna wake up 

I need dough to feed me and my people 

To get a pie and eat special from, Julio's 

Fuck ya boy, I don't care, who he know 

Just make sho', that he pay, who he owe 

I ain't tryin to be a bully I just want what I earned 

He's a hardheaded child and it's time to be learned 



[Chorus 2X: Juvenile] 

You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass 

Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad 

You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass 

Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad 



[Juvenile] 

I've seen shit that a child my age, shouldn'ta saw 

They bustin right over the backseat of a stolen car 

I was seven they had to be about nine or ten 

His momma Fay she done ran through who's dyin again 

Damn but I don't really think she mean what she say 

As soon as she smoke that crack, shit done fucked with her head 

Momma gon' love her kids, and they (?) aware 

And if momma don't love her children, then momma need prayer 

Durin the struggles of my life I learned to take heed to shit 

I paid attention to everything that went on in the bricks 

All of the early morning rushes to the late night fights 

I always visioned that one day this would be my life 

Back then it wasn't gravy, the street wasn't right 

Especially in our house, we didn't eat some nights 

On come new technology these days and times 

And it gave us other avenues and ways to grind 

Fuck what you got nigga, I'm makin mine 

I messed up my first lil change, I'ma be straight this time 

To the fullest, always huntin, for it to spend 

I went out and got it dawg, I can do it again 



[Chorus] 



[Juvenile] 

Get off the block lil nigga this my spot lil nigga 

I don't care what you got you get shot lil nigga 

I been thuggin, and I'm lovin my life 

The reason I made it to here because I been livin trife 

For spite stoppin knockin old niggaz off 

Tryin to be the fuckin boss and shotcall 

Ride round in the toughest cars, double R's 

Fuckin over niggaz don't want see me ball 

Now which one of your peers wanna come do this 

I ain't with all of that talkin cause my gun do flip 

Lift niggaz off they feet when they run they lip 

Tryin to tell you bout people, tell you that chick's on chips 

You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass 

Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad 

I'm straight off of the street that's why I'm out chea bad 

Comin through yo' door with a bag and a Mag 



[Chorus] 



[Juvenile] 

If you don't like me nigga, nigga come out 

Fuck, I don't like you either though bitch-ass nigga 

Boy-ass nigga.. what? Fuck you in ya ass 



[Chorus] 



Da da da 

Da da da da.. hahahaha 

I don't like you either though 

Punk, pussy, candy-ass nigga 

Wearin another nigga drawers ass nigga 

Take it like a man ya heard me?