All my Detroit niggas! All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.O. niggas! All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.Y. niggas! All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my G.A. niggas! Hol' up All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol I'm relaxing, getting high Niggas ain't shit, I'm just rapping on the side Told 'em pussy, paper, passion and some pride I got everything a nigga ever wanted 'fore I died Uh, two Rolexes that I don't ever wear A big gold chain I ain't seen in a year Leimert Park nigga looking clean in the mirror Your girl want me, I could see it from here Yeah, try and make money and friends is mo' plans You lil niggas is hiding, there's no chance Two step, my niggas just don't dance If you ever say my name, nigga, we throw hands Told him Pushaz Ink the program, we hold bands On that OPM shit, you know we in this With the extra, extra, talk all reckless Bitch in real life, yeah, that's what I expected, nigga All my Detroit niggas! All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.O. niggas! All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.Y. niggas! All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my G.A. niggas! Hol' up All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol Not a rapper, way too street with it All I did was take my life and put a Mustard beat with it I'm deep with it, believe in it, I speak it if I did that I'll "Doo doo!" "Hello?" and have them niggas where you live at Tuesdays and Thursdays, them white people jumping out Problems on my dick, have your girlfriend suck it out A born sinner, but live killers die winners I'll cook my momma dope 'fore I cook a bitch dinner (Ol' pussy ass niggas) I smell placenta Dressed sharper than the mind of a Seven Percenter Think about robbin' me, take your brain off She only wanna cut cause she chain saw With the bopper as my sword and that Ruger as my shield Bitch, my move around too real, Oxycontin, pop the blue pills It's a cold life, my favorite numbers is four, five Donald Sterling, clip a nigga I don't like All my Detroit niggas! All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.O. niggas! All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.Y. niggas! All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my G.A. niggas! Hol' up All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol Uh, it ain't where ya from but it's where ya at I'm down to load a drum quicker than ya app Lil nigga tryna ball, set a screen for me Birds of a feather waiting on a wing for me And I'll never let a nigga think for me I just need the suicides with the seats bloody Look, I'll trade a morc like a logo For any real nigga ever put up on a Polo Oh no, now it go, those niggas Whole shows, both coasts so I throw no feelings No chillin', got a chopper and a chicken Where you from? I threw mines to the ceiling Pull a foreign off the lot, just got deported And a quarter for the watch, getting extorted Lil niggas want war but can't afford it Put ya life on the line, that bitch will snort it, heyyyayeee! All my Detroit niggas! All my L.A. niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.O. niggas! All my BMO niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my N.Y. niggas! All my ChiTown niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up All my G.A. niggas! Hol' up All my Bay niggas, where ya at, throw your hood up Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol Everybody got problems! Everybody got shirts cause they nigga got murked Everybody got issues! Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol

We only can conversate when we get high as fuck And mix the grabba with Mary Jane Popping a mushroom the only time we understand We connecting on spiritual planes I'm on some shit and I'm seeing somethings Feel like I'm sonic I'm loosing my rings Touching your lips we connecting our brains Relationship therapist Mary Jane Mary Jane going ease my brain Mary Jane understand my pain Mary Jane don't think I'm lame Mary Jane can give me fame Mary Jane is what make us speak Mary Jane heal wombs that deep Mary Jane Going make it rain If a bad bitch try play with me Fuck it Feel like I'm Kanye Rap through the wire my words on some surgical shit I'm taking a P.J to see my new bitch I'm making it snow with baguettes on my wrist They said we broke up But bitch no I'm up I'm counting these blues Ain't leaving no clues 100's and 50's which one's do I choose To be honest obsessed with the pink and the blues Got a palette of money so I never loose Feel like I'm fetty I need some new shoes Fuck it i'm grabbing the Jimmy Choos I got to many bitches it's hard to choose She want ride and put it in sports mode Told her to chill and put it in cruise She said that she love me She said she my tool She giving me money Well shit well that's cool Stupid I'm really a genuine guy To be honest I never will play with a bitch Being a hoe really making me sick They all wanna fuck I don't got enough dick She say that she love me I'm all in her head The drugs fucked her up and they making her dead She said that she love me and she want my kids Bitch you never loved me I said what I said We only can conversate when we get high as fuck And mix the grabba with Mary Jane Popping a mushroom the only time we understand We connecting on spiritual planes I'm on some shit and I'm seeing somethings Feel like I'm sonic I'm loosing my rings Touching your lips we connecting our brains Relationship therapist Mary Jane Mary Jane going ease my brain Mary Jane understand my pain Mary Jane don't think I'm lame Mary Jane can give me fame Mary Jane is what make us speak Mary Jane heal wombs that deep Mary Jane Going make it rain If a bad bitch try play with me