Yeah Ion give a fuck so much I ain't een write these lyrics Allergic to the broke shit that shit irritate my sprit I got it so I spend that shit I don't shop in clearance She love it when I'm in that shit she sing like Brittany Spears I think I den ran out of my fucks Ain't got no fucks to give Bitches the new niggas Niggas hoes call that boy Madea It look like the money growing over here Chi Chi Chi Chia Fucked her then I busted in her eye I'll see ya when I see ya I be on the move after I nut Ain't really got no chill Watches getting sturdy on my wrist And still ain't got no deal (Hook) Ion got a care, I'm Just way too nonchalant Ion give no fucks, I'm just way too nonchalant Whips on top of whips, I can flood the parking lot Got so many hoes, I can open up salons I'm Nonchalant I love to take some risk but don't play baccarat I fell in love with money I can't tie the knot I like to keep my space just like an astronaut Life be so much easier when you don't care I swear to god I'm focused n money and the music in my catalog I stay out the way but in plain like I'm in camaflouge Still the same nigga in real life And when the cameras on I got potnas 10 times worse than me They in my entourage Classic cars don't even touch the street They at the damn garage Had a foursome her her her and me That ain't no damn menage We had took some shrooms The rest was history like Rosa Parks They was eating pussy so they wet Don't need no jump to start Weed plus casamigos equal Hit that thang right out the park Only when I'm smashing shit, the only time I give a fuck I just need a freak who don't say no Because she know wassup Thumb in like I'm thumbing through a check then I spit in her butt If the head was good might take my time If not I'm in a rush (Hook) Ion got a care, I'm Just way too nonchalant Ion give no fucks, I'm just way too nonchalant Whips on top of whips, I can flood the parking lot Got so many hoes, I can open up salons I'm Nonchalant I love to take some risk but don't play baccarat I fell in love with money I can't tie the knot I like to keep my space just like an astronaut

[Mack 10] Yo, this one goin out to everybody in every ghetto Turn it up and just so we accusin make sure it bumpin This is for the straight thugged-out, the low ride pro's Triple O.G.'s with the hot six fo's Go fast ballers, bangin six gears Three time felons with the tattooed tears For all the homies out there that cook it up good Distributin so up they project a neighborhood Whether it's Peruvian or Ghetto D Won't you bust down a kid and sell a ounce for me I'm from the ghetto so the hoodrats gettin propers Real criminals, robbers and the pit bulls squabblers Puttin down thousands till there ain't nothin left Cause real street riders, let em roll to the death I like fly shit so I scramble for the pay Rather hustle homeboy, then gangbang anyday Was down with the truce in nine-deuce though I looted It's the Y2K and i'm still khacki-suited, what you thought? Chorus: Mack 10 From the streets, from the streets, from the streets Tell em where I'm from! From the streets I represent where I'm from and I'm nutty as they come [Mack 10] I'm like them Hot Boys, got Cash Money and hot toys Plus them automatic things to make the pop noise For haters that resent me, they jealous evidently Cause I flow through the city in a drop top Bentley But hustlas like me, just stay to the grind Pay you no mind and keep the safety off my nine I ain't worried about you busters, we ain't scared to kill I was beastin before rap, I'm a street nia for real So check my resume and tell me what it say I'm the same Mack from the block known for pushing yay I claim the turf and bang the hood from a b.g. Now I'm eight figures up, and when you see me it's TV Mack ain't getting caught up in charged with murder one When you got loose you don't do it, you simply get it done Now who wanna test and try push around Mack Get this rap shit twisted and get your dome pushed back, huh? Chorus 2X [Mack 10] Back to them O.G. gangsta for life critic piss See I'm insane bangin Inglewood city kids If rap fail today I'm back to cuttin chunks Pushin work through the hood from down South to the Bronx Nan they trip if they want to and get cheap thrills Only MC with skills but not an MC with kills And when the four kick I smash the letter pay the note Everybody say hoe if ya love mack one-oh Killas on my payroll's a chain of command But my neighbors don't know; think I'm a family man, ha I know sometime they wonder when the six four draggin Hair braided, tatted up and I wear my pants saggin Every room in my house stay flooded with heat Livin in the hills but I still got tied to the street Ain't shit about me change worldwide, I'm respected I'm Hoo-Bangin now but i'm still well connected, you know? Chorus 2X [Vocoder outro] From the streeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiieeeeeeeiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooooooo From the streets.

Shorty on that demon time I'm lit, I'm lit (ayy), I'm lit (ayy) Ayy, walk up on the shit, I'm lit (skrrt) New whip (new whip), new bitch (new bitch) She just wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit Trigger that bop, shorty on that demon time (demon time) Swallow, shorty on that demon time (woo) From the bottom, my homie on that demon time (whoop) She see the 'Gatti, shorty on that demon time Every time the ink dry, it's a milli' (dry, dry) Heard the pussy fire, is it really? (Fire, fire) You fuckin' with them boys, Coke Boys, the committee (whoop) Made milli's off Ciroc, French Vanilla, me and Diddy Her legs up likе a field goal, my God (whoop) Hundred chains on, jail pose, mob tiеs I be in my bag, I be in my Birkin (whoop) Slid through the back, bulletproof Suburban I'm lit (I'm lit), I'm lit (ayy), I'm lit (ayy) Ayy, walk up on the shit, I'm lit (skrrt) New whip (new whip), new bitch (new bitch) She just wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit Trigger that bop, shorty on that demon time (whoop) Swallow, shorty on that demon time (woo) From the bottom, my homie on that demon time (whoop) She see the 'Gatti (huh), shorty on that demon time (Whoopty) Nigga, I don't talk, I let the money talk (huh? Huh?) Said she love the way I do my money walk (gang, gang) I just caught a body, tell 'em, "Bring the charge" (what, what?) I ain't from Atlanta, but I keep a hawk (keep a hawk) She a bad bitch, ass on massive (ass on massive) Finna top it, as long as she ain't toxic (ain't toxic) Finna pass it and Brodie gon' catch it (ayy) New whip, ayy, new bitch, ayy She just wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit, ayy Shorty on that demon time I'm lit (I'm lit), I'm lit (ayy), I'm lit (ayy) Ayy, walk up on the shit, I'm lit (skrrt) New whip (new whip), new bitch (new bitch) She just wanna fuck 'cause I'm lit Trigger that bop, shorty on that demon time Swallow, shorty on that demon time (woo) From the bottom, my homie on that demon time She see the 'Gatti, shorty on that demon time