This how they got me feelin' right now, look
n*gga what about me? What about Boozie?
They holler Juvy, they holler Jigga, they holler TIP
They holler Akon and J-Kwon but what about me?
They holler Youngbloodz and Young Gunz
But Boosie, he bust guns and spit it to his loved ones
Look, they hollerin' Usher and that Lil Jon sh*t
They holler NORE, I smoke I drank but I made that b*tch
They holler Mannie, Baby, Wayne and Geezy
Don't nobody holler Boosie like nobody don't believe me
What about Eazy-E, yeah, he fadin' for Sheezy
What about Aaliyah, what about Souljah, what about ODB
What about DMC, them Addidas on your feet
G-Nikes to get the height but me, I keep it G
What about C, C-Loc, when I new I was cold
I was that n*gga on the camp like I was 10 years old
They holler Flip, they holler Mike Jones
And holler Bone Crusher that Reese and Big Song
And I made Headbusser n*gga
That's how I'm feelin' when I'm with my n*ggas chillin'
Wishin' that we had a million, what about me?
That's how I'm feelin' lookin' at my mama's ceilin'
Wishin' that we had a million, what about me?
They holler Petey Pablo and the rest of that sh*t
They holler Puff but I'm on that death row sh*t
I'm on that never seen a man cry till you seen a man die
That real faith sh*t that make you go a spray sh*t
They hollerin' Romeo and Lil Bow Wow but what about Lil Boosie?
I want to star up in a movie with hoes in a jacuzzi
I want to f*ck with freein' AJ and freestyle with Tigger
Blow doe wit Beanie Siegel, ride low in Q regal
I'm thuggin' and them major labels know that
So they figure if they sign me one year later I'll have a toe tag, look
They holler Banner, they holler Mase and they holler Trick
But I know somebody know somebody 'bout that Boosie sh*t
This ain't no beef song
It's what I see when BET on and MTV on, I'm peepin' your home
Hollerin' out lean back and lovers and friends
But the hardest song to hit the streets was
n*gga then, n*gga what about me?
That's how I'm feelin' when I'm with my n*ggas chillin'
Wishin that we had a million, what about me?
That's how I'm feelin' lookin' at my mama's ceilin'
Wishin' that we had a million, what about me?
I'm trivial, my damn self
I'm a one man army like Russel Simmons
And Def got people rubbin they hair
I still ain't forgave myself
I'm feelin' like Tip
I'm tired of n*ggas in the cage
I'm feelin' like pimp
Y'all n*ggas listenin' to these rappers, they lyin'
Don't think 'cause this n*gga swore bro, that this n*gga soldier
These n*ggas tellin lies to ya
So April fools, if you don't bump Boo then the joke's on you
2 Line Crew, they started all that nasty sh*t
And Buck down, he started all that nasty b*tch
2-2Pac, told you 'bout the f*ckin' guns
Jigga, told ya how to put the work in the can and run
They holler Skip and Wacko
But them n*ggas they thug though
And Youngbuck I got love for
But what about me?
They gone feel this b*tch here
All across the world, n*gga what about me?
That's how I'm feelin' when I'm with my n*ggas chillin'
Wishin' that we had a million, what about me?
That's how I'm feelin' lookin' at my mama's ceilin
Wishin' that we had a million, what about me?
Say my name, I be feelin' like, you know what I'm sayin'
Somebody, somewhere, gotta be hearin me
I should have been blowed up
I know I'm rawer than a lot of these n*ggas out here, man
Thank a n*gga hatin' somewhere
I don't know what it is, I'm a keep it gutta though
I'm wildin' out, n*gga what about me