Dropped out of school,
now we dumb rich
This sound like some 4301 shit
All my n****s wanna
do is pop style
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle
Tell my mama I love her if
I do not make it
Got so many chain,
they call me chainitator
And I like to finish what you
think you started
Man, you boy just got to Hollywood,
you boy just started
You don't know what you just started
All I do is hang with the
young and heartless
All this for my family,
man, I try my hardest
It's all I ever did and look
where it got him
Yeah, you been on my mind lately
You still got my number,
girl, you need to call me
I feel like they wanna see
me learn the hard way
But you know I always
handle that one my way
Girl, let me rock, rock,
rock, rock your body
Just in Timberlake and
then I hit the highway
I can 't trust no
fuckin' body
They still out to get me,
cause they never got me
They still out to get me, they don't get it
I cannot be gotten, that's a given
They like Pablo,
why all them windows
tinted on your Tahoe?
Why do you know every single
bitch that I know?
Why can't you just shut your mouth
and take the high road?
Fuck if I know, that's that Chicago
South, south, south, that's the motto
Cop a crib and spend ten
million on remodel
Take the devils out my life
and preach the gospel
Cause I know
We went way,
way past the line of scrimmage, ayy
Thrown us back up in it, ayy
In the field like M &A
Y get so offended, ayy
I be blackin' out, I ain't backin' out
J about his business,
and I'ma let you finish
But I, I just, I just, I just,
I just wanna rock your body
Take you to the garage and do some karate
Chop it, chop it, chop it,
chop it, sippin' sake
Throw a thick bitch on a Kawasaki
Dropped out of school,
now we dumb rich
This sound like some 4301 shit
All my niggas wanna do is pop style
Turn my birthday into a lifestyle
Lifestyle
I'm back. I'm back.