Nothing

[Hook]

Man them young niggas killing bout nothing

Show up at the spot with the choppers like nothin

Full fifty shots, clear the block like nothing

If you made it from the bottom to the top like nothing

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga

[Verse 1]

Put your cups in the air, I'd like to make a toast

In case it goes down, yeah you know I got my toast

And when you really from the streets that's when they hate you most

And when you really got it then that's when they hate you close

Knew him back in the day when we was gettin money

Now every time I see the nigga he be actin funny

Don't you niggas see it? I'm a little pressed for time

Wanna talk about the past, told 'em press rewind

And I ain't feelin what you sayin ho, you out of place

I have you feeling what I'm sprayin' yeah it's on my waist

I'm trying to chill, smoke a couple with my lady friend

So they can meet me at the telly in the latest Benz

[Hook]

Man them young niggas killing bout nothing

Show up at the spot with the choppers like nothin

Full fifty shots, clear the block like nothing

If you made it from the bottom to the top like nothing

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga

[Verse 2]

Nigga you see me getting mine, you better get yours

Are you the one doing the serving or you gettin served?

Or you the one doing the jackin, or you gettin jacked

Or you the one that's goin hard or you fallin' back

And I don't believe in falling back, bitch I'm goin hard

They wanna see me fucked up, man I swear to God

They praying that I fail, I'm praying that I rise

I guess the hating didn't work so now they tellin lies

Oh he ain't did this, and he ain't did that

Boy keep it real wit ya self, you know he lived that

You ain't real, you don't give em what they asking for

Such a real nigga, what the fuck you askin' fo'

[Hook]

Man them young niggas killing bout nothing

Show up at the spot with the choppers like nothin

Full fifty shots, clear the block like nothing

If you made it from the bottom to the top like nothing

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga

[Verse 3]

And you don't even know a nigga, what you hating for?

And I ain't going nowhere so what you waiting for?

Beat the street, this rap shit cake and ice cream

Fuck the selling words, bitch I sold ice cream

From the bottom to the top, that's a nice dream

How you make it out young? I had a nice scheme

And I don't owe a nigga shit, better get it right

Just know a nigga stayed down each and every night

Hands on, yeah I broke down my own things

Hands on, yeah I counted up my own chains

Fifties over here, twenties over there

You know the rest, nigga, fives and singles everywhere

[Hook]

Man them young niggas killing bout nothing

Show up at the spot with the choppers like nothin

Full fifty shots, clear the block like nothing

If you made it from the bottom to the top like nothing

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing...

You don't owe a nigga