Street Album

Yeah, I love hearing myself in headphones F*ck everybody This what I do every day: smoke weed Shit on you f*ck boys Get money, f*ck my bitch, every single day (Black sheep) yeah, uh F*ck a mixtape, this a street album Don't know what the problem Is? We the problem Yeah, don't start this shit and It won't be problems Yeah, I don't see these haters Only see the commas Yeah, f*ck a mixtape, pussy This a street album Every time they hate on me I get to counting thousands Labels calling Birdman up like "How the f*ck you found him?" bank deposit Wire transfer money got me drownin' Too many hoes to count I just might f*ck a bitch at random Snatch yo' bitch inside her ride but I don't need a ransom Do you think that shit was luck or Do you think he planned 'em? Either way He came long way from just being Brandon Even back then I knew what I'd turn to Word to me in middle school Did same thing now just cool Got a courtyard for a living room Rappers wanna come and play with me But I don't got no ego problem I could be myself That's the reason I'ma see the wealth The only person that you need yourself F*ck a mixtape, this a street album Don't know what the problem Is? We the problem don't start this shit and It won't be problems Yeah, I don't see these haters Only see the commas No apologies Don't let no f*ck shit around him How I made it so big out of nothing Shit astoundin' Ain't they tell ya that the faith Of one man move a mountain? 'magine when you got a team Behind ya and you're grounded No apologies, bitch, I ain't even Sorry, I pull up here, i'm dumpin' Make my circle smaller Only time I do reduction Fucking my bitch on top the couch, yeah That's my seduction Treat me like I'm Billy Clinton Beast off his corruption Bitch on BET, know you, hoe, been seeing me Next year starting February, I'ma be on MTV I don't brag 'bout my success I got deals that's in the works Think that Birdman sleepin' on Me? F*ck that shit, it's time to work Time to jump Time to hop out of the whip and tote the pump Leave you slumped, what Ya think ya eating free? This ain't free lunch I don't got no time to play I barely got the time to sleep Swear that all your shit like 7 Days 'cause that shit sounding weak F*ck a mixtape, this a street album Don't start this shit and It won't be problems Don't know what the problem is? Boy We the problem I don't see these haters talking I just see the commas F*ck a mixtape, this a street album Don't start shit, it won't be problems Don't know what it is? Pussy, we the problem I don't see these haters I just see the commas fucking yo' bitch