(The Circle)
(MIA JAY C)
Huh?
Ain't no rules to this shit
Huh?
Way before I tried to rap, nigga, I was sellin' crack
Every point count, you know I short a tenth in every pack
Beefin' on the internet, I ain't really into that
When I see him out, beat his ass or hit him in the hat
They ain't really got no hustle, so my lil' niggas jack
Tried to put 'em on they feet, but they just wanna attack
Niggas never had my back, wasn't there when I was flat
Now my cousin wanna rap, keep tryna put me on a track
I was broke, still gave cause a piece of every bag
Dealin' with a lot and my bitch keep on tryna make me mad
Play it off, but I'm still sad from losin' my dad
I don't talk about it, still'll get you smoked, that's the gag, huh?
Pillow talking to a bitch, nigga, I ain't into that
Beefin' on the internet, I ain't really into that
If it's makin' me some pape', then I'm gettin' into that
Beefin' 'bout some kitty-cat, I ain't gettin' into that
When it come to gettin' racks, nigga, I be into that
I don't fuck with bitch-ass niggas, that's the end of that
I don't do no ho shit, I ain't really into that
Niggas love to chitter-chat, I ain't really into that, huh? (Push that shit out, Skilla)
I ain't never been a pussy-ass nigga, never will
Way before rap, you can see me out here in the field
I had to calm down, nigga, I ain't used to have no chill
I used to pull up on a nigga with them chops, I still will
I'm tryna get a deal, nigga, I'm for real
I don't know too many niggas my age worth a half a mil'
I'll rob, no, I won't steal, nigga, I'll kill
I grew up seein' unc' sell more white than Jahlil, huh?
Pillow talking to a bitch, nigga, I ain't into that
Beefin' on the internet, I ain't really into that
If it's makin' me some pape', then I'm gettin' into that
Beefin' 'bout some kitty-cat, I ain't gettin' into that
When it come to gettin' racks, nigga, I be into that
I don't fuck with bitch-ass niggas, that's the end of that
I don't do no ho shit, I ain't really into that
Niggas love to chitter-chat, I ain't really into that, huh?