You can never be me, no
You can never be me, no
Gas pack leafy
Diamonds look like water, I'm not talking Fiji (uh)
You know what I'm here for, baby do not tease me
Ain't no Wonder that you blind to the money, Stevie
He wanna know how to jug
He said Cam! can you teach me?
I don't smoke no tree-tree, no
I got the Sprite from 7/11
Talking out his neck, shoot at his melon
I see the feds, I run like a felon
223, send him to heaven
Behind my back, they talking about who?
You don't know me, don't act like you do
You run up on me, we aiming at you
I'm from the Manor, so I don't gotta shoot
I got people who would shoot
He said he broke, no not I
I got the heater, its gon fry