My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes
How we still fukk the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes
How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes
Eghck, my records ain't got to sell, nikka
Woo, go diamond off of my cell, nikka
Give a fukk what you sells, that chance come, I take mine
I ball hard, you bench ride, so fukk you and yo' baseline
No Soundscan for a bricklayer, square nikka, you a brick hater
We see a bytch, you fall in love, I fall back cause my bytch date her
you can take it for what its worth