معتاد

Man don’t live of a di hype, huh?

Real ting, ay

Yeah, I pull up in Lexus’ like it’s ‘07

I just hit a lick, I got to hit a next one

Last year I know you learned your lesson

I could GPS you if you need addressin’

Boss up, I’m the bigger homie

But I’m one year older than my lil’ homie

‘09 they was biddin’ on me

But I’m Young Money, got it written on me

Ok, now we got some action

Everything I said, it happened

That boy light as Michael Jackson

But on verses, he been blackin’

Chasin’ women a distraction

They wan’ be on TV right next to me

You cannot be here right next to me

Don’t you see Riri right next to me?

I hate a rapper especially

They feel the same, but they hide it

They just discuss it in private

Don’t get along, man, we tried it

What’s the point in even tryin’?

I hate a goofy especially

They always dyin’ to mention me

They gotta die out eventually

I cannot give you the recipe

You know the game is sold separately

Swear I just had an epiphany

It cost me 50 at Tiffany’s

Shout out to Tiffany, Stephanie

They used to always come check for me

My enemies wanna be friends with my other enemies

I don’t let it get to me

Done

Look what I’ve done in my life

I had to count it and count it again

To make sure the money was right

They love to talk

Me, I’m just dunnin’ the hype

Me, I’m just dunnin’ the hype

Me, I’m just done, done, done, done, done

I don’t take this shit for granted, I do my own propaganda

I feel like Juelz Santana, leg hangin’ out the Phantom

6 cold like Alaska, Views already a classic

Roy outta here like NASA, bustin’ 1’s out the plastic

Her gram too poppin’ to fuck her

The chain too heavy to tuck it, I’m serious

I feed my family with this

So don’t play with my money this summer, I’m serious

I don’t run out of material

You shouldn’t speak on me, period

You try to give ‘em your side of the story

They heard it, but they wasn’t hearin’ it

They feelin’ a way and won’t hide it

Niggas done bein’ silent

Don’t get along, man, we tried it

What’s the point of even tryin’?

I hate a goofy especially

They always dyin’ to mention me

They gotta go, they gotta go

They gonna die out eventually

I cannot give ‘em no empathy

I’ma have B’s when I’m 70

They cannot fuck with the legacy

I don’t know what else is left for me

After this no one a threat to me

My enemies wanna be friends with my other enemies

I don’t let it get to me

Done

Look what I’ve done in my life

I had to count it and count it again

To make sure the money was right

They love to talk

Me, I’m just done in the hype

Me, I’m just done in the hype

Me, I’m just done, done, done, done, done