What's Wrong?!

Live on, change your ways Don't expect another nigga to do the same Nigga, that shit lame I had to get it out the dirt They put mud up on my shirt Making money is skill Don't never think this shit easy I had to make my own paper Mama asked me what's wrong She don't know I'm smokin za all fucking night long Jakes chasing me, I'm going fast 280 on the dash, 40 in the tank So you know I'm not gonna last But I'm coolin , I got my FN Niggas being fake So you know I'm doing check-ins Nigga, where your FN Keeping poles tucked Better step back before I have to buck up Niggas really getting fucked up But it's cool nigga, I got my FN I'm a real nigga So you know I'm doing check-ins Baby mama tripping bout the bills Niggas gotta lock in Nigga, where your top end I'ma keep blasting like an everlasting clip Damn, I'ma keep it cool Niggas really fools keeping gen 5's When you know the cops can't see you Now I'm getting mad Another one of my brothers in jail Damn, that shit sad I had to make my own paper Mama asked me what's wrong She don't know I'm smokin za all fucking night long Jakes chasing me, I'm going fast 280 on the dash, 40 in the tank So you know I'm not gonna last But I'm cool, I got my FN Niggas being fake So you know I'm doing check-ins Nigga, where your FN I keep it on me at all times Yeah, life's fucked up But nigga, roll up that fucking blunt It's time to spark, now I'm locked in Someone go tell the hoes to come tap in I'm fresh as hell, nigga, I went shopping I got Louis diamonds, Gucci and chains Nigga, don't say my fucking name Or I'ma let it fucking bang I had to make my own paper Mama asked me what's wrong She don't know I'm smokin za all fucking night long Jakes chasing me, I'm going fast 280 on the dash, 40 in the tank So you know I'm not gonna last But I'm cool, I got my FN Niggas being fake So you know I'm doing check-ins Nigga, where your FN