Lyrics

[Hook] Want me to sell my soul Just so I can go gold Homie I'm Listen up man, I'm a hard head You understand that man I can't change my ways Wantin' me to be Will Smith But I gotta be Bow Feel me, I'm Hey man, I'm a big fan of that man But I gotta create my own legacy And all I need is drough And NBA2K10 And my niggas, and I'm That's all I need in this world to make me happy man You can have the cars, clothes The jewelleries, the houses and hoes Homie I'm If I gotta go through all that shit man Ya'll can take it back [Verse one] Hold up nigga, ya'll already know Your homie Bow, people don't make full roll ups nigga Nigga talk tough when they be on twitter Then they see him out in person and they act like bitches Man they hate on me cos they want my position But I don't give a fuck homie, I ain't tripping Stay on me grind, gotta hustle hard Trying to put me out the game they don't wanna see you Boy am I on other shit Damn man I'm bout to turn 23 Got me thinking bout kids and a wife and a life I ain't stunting that nothing if it ain't benefitting me In this game dog, ain't no loyalty Cats do anything for a little bit of fame And a little bit of change, niggas switch crews That's hip hop dick ridin and you look lame These record execs don't know nothing dog All they do is sit up in their office ya'll Perfect example New Jack City Part 2 My last album that was Sony's fault Got tired of that corny shit Tired of all this phony shit And I don't know you and you don't know me So quit with all that 'homie' shit [Hook] Want me to sell my soul Just so I can go gold Homie I'm (Wonderful music) Wanting me to be Will Smith But I gotta be Bow Feel me, I'm (Wonderful music) And all I need is drough And NBA2K10 And my niggas, and I'm (Wonderful music You can have the cars, clothes The jewelleries, the houses and hoes Homie I'm (Wonderful music) [Verse two] Man the game has changed 106 ain't even the same So hard for me to watch TV Got thug niggas out here Plotting on, rap has changed Man the game ain't what it used to be Niggas fake, niggas envy Industry snakes, they ain't friendly Thought she loved me, she just tricked me Hard to sell now, all fans are iffy Cats send me demos all the time Then when they ask for some advice I tell that young man stay in school This rapping shit, think it over twice Chew you up, then they spit you out Here today, then you're gone tomorrow Whatever you accomplish They'll find another one to follow Man that's just how the game is Man that's just how the game go I've seen rappers make millions off this shit When the work stops then they end broke Gotta keep your guard up Never know when a nigga out there tryna throw you a blow Just thought i'd let you know. No Leggo! [Hook]