2 Hard

Told my brother ima stick beside him Ain't no right or wrong Plenty people in my business had to get 'em out my phone Drive that Maybach like it's stolen I be swerving in the road On the road to riches I ain't got no time to change my clothes Im a Big dawg Bitch I got it on my own i don't know who to call Too many bitches Im too picky ima choose em all Nigga said its smoke wit me we finna roll em all (Ahhh) (Ahhh) (Ahh) Blickys out Riding all around the city with the switches out Tell them niggas get up wit me tell em pop out Keed that shit thats on my momma I cant go out (Ahhh) (Ahh) Ok big body aint rented You can't see inside this car 5% the windows tinted Mane I swear I cannot wait until I blow a half a ticket Im on a grind Im on a mission Tryna go from rags to riches Stay the f*ck up out my business (Ahh) I'm the biggest I'm the hardest Niggas can't f*ck with me regardless Took a while to figure this shit out but now im finna pop it I can't wait to cop a Plain Jane and take that bitch to wafi I can't go out like no hoe im bringing sticks up in the party (Oh woahh) Bitch im balling like Ginobili finna score a lay up Man that nigga owe me money tell that boy to pay up Send a hit while I chill with my Children kick my feet up