| I do not bang, I just speak facts
|
| If you my slime, I’m calling you slatt
|
| Growing up, wanna be a architect
|
| Now that I’m grown, feel art in some 'Tech
|
| Tomorrow I might just go tat' up my neck (My neck)
|
| Tuh, I told her I’m married to checks, yeah
|
| Ronny J, please turn me up, uh
|
| Never turn down on the stage, yeah
|
| The Shyne turned into a king, uh
|
| These niggas just are in the way, uh
|
| I said it, I’m paving the way, uh
|
| I said I’m the ocean, the wave, ooh
|
| He said, «Slavery was a choice»
|
| Do these chains make me a new slave?
|
| (Yeah, yeah, do it?)
|
| Ronny J, uh, turn me
|
| Ronny J, please turn me up, ooh
|
| Ronny J, please turn me up, yeah
|
| Ronny J, please turn me up (Dig)
|
| Ronny J, please turn me up (Dig, dig, ooh, what?)
|
| Who knew that rap would be my profession?
|
| Woke up one day and started spitting these scriptures
|
| My brother got assault with a deadly weapon
|
| He living through me, I’ma live out his blessin'
|
| Huh, you know that it crush me
|
| How the fuck did he get took into custody?
|
| I’m getting that pack, you gon' rush me? |
| (Hm?)
|
| Are you the feds is the question, ooh
|
| Try to tell me that I’m under arrest
|
| Hide in that Hellcat, the start, I’ma press
|
| Growing up, I think I fought the best
|
| So they don’t wanna fight, they shoot at a leg
|
| Need the bitch leg, arm, and head
|
| Go to her house and then hop in her bed
|
| Green dot my partner, on his a shirt a red
|
| Ride like bikes, on her back like pegs
|
| (Yeah, what? What? Hm? Yeah, ooh)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up, ooh, yeah, huh (Dig)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up (Uh-huh, dig)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up (Uh-huh, dig)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up (Dig)
|
| Look at my bag today (Bag)
|
| Sittin' in the back and I’m sippin' on oil like I’m in my bag today (Dig)
|
| I don’t fuck with too many bitches, they spoiled, like, I ain’t gon' brag today
|
| Might buy a Wraith then crash the Wraith (Skrrt)
|
| Nigga try to race, I’ma drag the race, uh (Skrrt)
|
| Nigga fuck with me, they folding, uh
|
| Might take a trip to New Zealand, uh
|
| Too many bitches, can’t feed 'em
|
| Only got one and I wasn’t gon' treat her
|
| Bad, that fiend into a demon
|
| They labeled me as a demon
|
| Everything they think they did, I achieved it
|
| They ain’t even know I was flooding arenas, hm, yeah
|
| Back-to-back blunts I’ll face
|
| You can’t get pass the hyenas (Dogs), yeah
|
| All my diamonds gon' shine and your diamonds look kinda aight
|
| All a nigga know: my money stack tall, you ain’t even this height
|
| Aight?
|
| (Hm? Ooh, yeah, hm)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up, ooh, yeah (Hm?)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up (Hm?)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up (Hm?)
|
| Ronny J, turn me up |