[XZaR]
(in a Rick Ross impression) R.I.P. to all my fake n*ggas.. ugh!
(laughing) Alright, alright... On some real sh*t..
Let's go
[Hook]
Ugh
I ride for my n*ggas dawg ugh, I ride for my n*ggas
Ugh, I ride for my n*ggas dawg, I ride for my n*ggas
Stay schemin', n*ggas trying to get at me
Stay schemin', n*ggas trying to get at me
Yeah..
[Verse]
n*ggas stay schemin', but what's the main reason?
Over some manly b*tch tasting Drake's peaches?!
It seems it's too common not to have any sense
Well here's two of mine if your shot is penny pinched
Try and nick me? your gonna learn the harder way
Cause I aim for the jugular, you'll be Jon Bene
Ramsey, damn-he's out of his mind
Why he coming at superstar's with f*cking diss lines?!
I'm not dissing b*tch, now shut your f*cking mouth
Go and smarten up, cause I ain't gonna dumb it down
And that's word to Lupe, I will souffle your toupe
Meaning I'm fire off the top
While ya having cold feet like I'm about to tie the not
But I learned from Kobe, all these b*tches eyein' gwop
All seeing eye, but I seen it all
So go occupy the streets cause they schemin' all
Yeah...
XZaR.. T.O.M
Ya know what it is, hold up.. wait let me do it, let me do it
[Imitating the hook]
T-O-M, runs this whole f*cking rap sh*t (laughing)
Aight... I'm out this sh*t