I’m A G lyrics

[Fabolous:]
Guess who n*gga
L-O-S-O-
Hey Clue you f*ckin' with one of the best in the business man
Yeah
Street Fiddadidadam

[Chrous: Fabolous]
Look at me
Everybody look at me
I'm a G
I'm a motherf*ckin' G

Look at me
Everybody look at me
Can't you see
I'm a motherf*ckin' G

Look at me
Everybody look at me
I'm a G
I'm a motherf*ckin' G

Look at me
Everybody look at me
Can't you see
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I pull the chrome out with precaution
Before things get blown out of proportion (chill)
You know me I ain't grown out of the flossin'
I'm still chromed out in the Porsche and
Sick stones out in the cross and
Before I known bout an endorsement
I was pushin' stones out up in Boston
Then the folks phoned out to enforcement
Man gettin the case thrown I was exhausted
So now I just lay back
Maybach relax
These n*ggas can't make what I pay back in tax
Double Header hoes they play back to back
And this hip hop they spray back on tracks
But me

[Chrous: Fabolous]
Look at me
Everybody look at me
I'm a G
I'm a motherf*ckin' G

Look at me
Everybody look at me
Can't you see
I'm a motherf*ckin' G
Look at me
Everybody look at me
I'm a G
I'm a motherf*ckin' G

Look at me
Everybody look at me
Can't you see
I'm a motherf*ckin' G

[Fabolous:]
Word up man
Street Family, Desert Storm
Real Gs over here man
Clue what up?
All these n*ggas sayin' they on some G sh*t
These n*ggas out here on some ho sh*t man
Talkin' 'bout n*ggas and sh*t
I know I'm doin' good right?
You got these faggot ass n*ggas hatin' on you
You laughin' all the way to the bank man
New album comin' too man
Ya'll n*ggas get ready
You'll see what type of sh*t i'm on
About to get real funny style in a minute man
If you ain't family you don't even speak no more