I feel like Im on MARS
[Chorus:]
Go tell these mof*ckin n*ggas stop playin
What if I can't? But what if I can?
Got a Major-Plan, where my 100 grands?
Hit the plug, like: Where my Cookies?!
Rocked Vans, now we pull up in a Van
You can't understand, got my feet in the sand
Dont talk to me you just a Little Man
Middle Man, he can't affiliate with these Benjamins
How you did this, how I did that?
All these n*ggas taught I really kicked back
Now I came back, that sorta Playback
Payback, b*tch gimme my Paycheck
Where my Paycheck?
Now tell me where the hate at?
Came back with another f*ckin HIT
& you just another b*tch
All yo snakes really scandalous
Gotta really cuff yo b*tch
Yeah its rough my sh*t
You act really tuff with yo clique, ah
You ain't really as hard as it gets
All yo people playin my hits
I set the tone, I got the wave
I got the throne, we on the state
Far Away, You Far Away
(Gave em too much sauce already)
Workin everynight allday
Accept yourself nobody gon stay
(Love yourself cause nobody gon wait, yeah)