[Juvenile]
  Look I'm tryin to live right now
  Make a better place for my kids right now
  Or get out my face is how it is right now
  All I wanna have is my own shit right now..
  So much go through my head all day
  The game situation is be paid or played
  I gotta eat the lottery is not for me it's homicide and robbery
  And a twenty room mansion, buck-naked with a lot of freaks
  It ain't cool if my people don't eat they part of the reason
  I got away from all that bullshit, that thuggin and thievin
  And as far as this Cash Money shit it's part of my blood
  And we feed each other everyday by showin 'em love
  It don't matter what we came into we gonna stay blood
  And whoever sleepin on it dem dat's gonna wake up
  I need dough to feed me and my people
  To get a pie and eat special from, Julio's
  Fuck ya boy, I don't care, who he know
  Just make sho', that he pay, who he owe
  I ain't tryin to be a bully I just want what I earned
  He's a hardheaded child and it's time to be learned
    [Chorus 2X: Juvenile]
  You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
  Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
  You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
  Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
    [Juvenile]
  I've seen shit that a child my age, shouldn'ta saw
  They bustin right over the backseat of a stolen car
  I was seven they had to be about nine or ten
  His momma Fay she done ran through who's dyin again
  Damn but I don't really think she mean what she say
  As soon as she smoke that crack, shit done fucked with her head
  Momma gon' love her kids, and they (?) aware
  And if momma don't love her children, then momma need prayer
  Durin the struggles of my life I learned to take heed to shit
  I paid attention to everything that went on in the bricks
  All of the early morning rushes to the late night fights
  I always visioned that one day this would be my life
  Back then it wasn't gravy, the street wasn't right
  Especially in our house, we didn't eat some nights
  On come new technology these days and times
  And it gave us other avenues and ways to grind
  Fuck what you got nigga, I'm makin mine
  I messed up my first lil change, I'ma be straight this time
  To the fullest, always huntin, for it to spend
  I went out and got it dawg, I can do it again
    [Chorus]
    [Juvenile]
  Get off the block lil nigga this my spot lil nigga
  I don't care what you got you get shot lil nigga
  I been thuggin, and I'm lovin my life
  The reason I made it to here because I been livin trife
  For spite stoppin knockin old niggaz off
  Tryin to be the fuckin boss and shotcall
  Ride round in the toughest cars, double R's
  Fuckin over niggaz don't want see me ball
  Now which one of your peers wanna come do this
  I ain't with all of that talkin cause my gun do flip
  Lift niggaz off they feet when they run they lip
  Tryin to tell you bout people, tell you that chick's on chips
  You don't like me, yeah? Well fuck you in ya ass
  Niggaz is pure pussy and they made me mad
  I'm straight off of the street that's why I'm out chea bad
  Comin through yo' door with a bag and a Mag
    [Chorus]
    [Juvenile]
  If you don't like me nigga, nigga come out
  Fuck, I don't like you either though bitch-ass nigga
  Boy-ass nigga.. what? Fuck you in ya ass
    [Chorus]
    Da da da
  Da da da da.. hahahaha
  I don't like you either though
  Punk, pussy, candy-ass nigga
  Wearin another nigga drawers ass nigga
  Take it like a man ya heard me?