Tell Me to My Face

One for my troubles, two for the money Haters feeling some kind of way and I don’t give a fuck, B Take the good with the bad, toastin’, raisin’ my glass Shorty want my attention, she backin’ up that ass We fornicate, I’m all she ate, I’m puffin’ on that loud High as a helicopter, I’m standin’ on a cloud Livin’ life to the fullest, and smokin’ on that good shit Got to find a way to do it, and now you findin’ excuses? Shorty, get with the movement, stop livin’ that illusion The niggas you look up to is under my influence Yeah, your Grammy artists and your Moonman winners I’m the reason they even got a speech to deliver I’m certified hood, anywhere I go I’m good If you knew better you’d do better, you wouldn’t if you could The world is a cold place, got on my leather bomber My intent is foul with a smile, I’ll be Obama For what it’s worth, I don’t do the back and forth Let’s get it over, nigga, tell me to my face Everybody talkin’ like a killer, I ain’t with it I say “do it, grow some balls, nigga, tell me to my face” Feelin’ any kind of way, and do this shit night or day We don’t play with ‘em, we aim ‘em at your face I’ll tell you now, I ain’t playin’ with you clowns, I never will Wipe that smile off your motherfuckin’ face Yeah, when Ryan performing, Diamonds on him looking like shining armor So when I die, you just supply my body with iron embalming I’m buying up everybody, from the highest to the hired informant By deploying words like a thesaurus, I’ve acquired employment From lying dormant, quiet as Mormons To buying up foreign properties, been my ongoing prophecy We’re all going in profits, war and robbery Fuck my trigger finger, the whole arm’s itching, I got the poison ivy I won’t stop until your eyes go mahogany This is my backyard barbecue flow I’m living by the honorable artistry code I went about as far as modesty goes And that’s good as gold, mind, body and soul I’m outside of me watching my body Embody god body till the inside of me Thinks quicker than the outside of me Pops mollies and drinks liquor So hiccup, either be a rhymer or be Vietnam Now run along and tell your complete circle to be around For what it’s worth, I don’t do the back and forth Let’s get it over, nigga, tell me to my face Everybody talkin’ like a killer, I ain’t with it I say “do it, grow some balls, nigga, tell me to my face” Feelin’ any kind of way, and do this shit night or day We don’t play with ‘em, we aim ‘em at your face I’ll tell you now, I ain’t playin’ with you clowns, I never will Wipe that smile off your motherfuckin’ face For day one, had that feelin’ I would get that paper All my competition crumpled like vanilla wafers Ice runnin’ through my veins, sippin’ Hennessey, no chaser You know what I made’s a product of my environment Single for the soldiers on my team that ironed this The iron spit, yeah, and we cry “rich” Always on that fly shit, that real nigga fly shit Wildin’, bangin’ that Big “Ready To Die” shit Stylin’ on these niggas then you know I throw up my shit For what it’s worth, I don’t do the back and forth Let’s get it over, nigga, tell me to my face Everybody talkin’ like a killer, I ain’t with it I say “do it, grow some balls, nigga, tell me to my face” Feelin’ any kind of way, and do this shit night or day We don’t play with ‘em, we aim ‘em at your face I’ll tell you now, I ain’t playin’ with you clowns, I never will Wipe that smile off your motherfuckin’ face