Somebody better tell these dumb hoes somethin

Cuz when I roll thorugh I ain't gone say nothin

Ain't shit to talk about

Cuz I can do without the souljah hatin

Them hoes is jealous of my fame and the money that I'm making

Got they heads aching

So they acting like they got beef

Knowin damn well if htey see me they gone speak

I'm Mama I'm respected y'all know this

But shits gone really get hectic

If y'all don't stop slow this ??? down now

The issue ain't who I'm loving or fucking

The big issue's billboard cuz I'm on top of it

The issue is I got my kids up out the projects

And bought my moms a new house

Before my second album came out

Respect my mind

I took my grandparents out the hood

I'm seein to it that their golden years be all good

So bestill the fact that I ain't selfish or greedy

Ask my people am I there when they need me

Like dat



Chorus:



I'ma leave you hoes in the same place

No progess

Talkin bullshit while I elevate

And I'ma keep looking out for the real

But I don't give a FUCK how the rest of y'all feel

And I'ma keep on learning the game

And I encourage all the my souljahz to do the same

I come in peace and I try to pack fair

But if you want to I will take you there

Like dat



Now I don't owe a motherfucker a god damn thing

And I earned the right to be the biggest mama on the tank

I sacrified beaucoup

Put in so much work

Kept it TRU cuz I'm TRU

And represented my turf

Downtown seven ward hard head

Ya heard

Around a gang of uptown niggaz

Straight screamin the third

Been bout it

Been rowdy

Been throwin for mines

It was just me and Jill on the scandalous rides-acap