-Kolbi, Krohnn66-
[/font][/i]
They ask me why I do it,cause I fuckin can
Ask about me bitch,I'm the fuckin man
Ask about me homie,I'm the fuckin man
All around the world,I'm the fuckin man
They ask me why I do it, cause I fuckin can
Spend a hundred grand if I snap the rubber band
I turn a couple dollars to a couple grand
I can stand on the beach, post up and hustle sand
The hatas can hate, love the hustlers love
I went from rags to riches, getting something from crumbs
Now you son of a bitches can meet the son of a gun
Every couple of months I just double my funds
Dudes talking there speak but keep bumpin there guns
Don't get carried away, they could be dumber then dumb
Girls come and they go, with me they come and they come
And they come and they come, and they come and they come
They ask me why I do it, I don't even try
They just hatin on me because they couldn't be this fly
As if the life I lead, that's the reason why
There's a 65' Impala, I don't need a key to drive
The reaction I get, when I'm passin your set
Is like a roller coaster ride my passenger gets
I'm flyer then fly, I'm flashy and fresh
Drivin something that look like I wrote NASA a cheque
You remain in the struggle, but you claim that you hustle
Only nuts you ever had was pain in your muscle
I came from the rubble, a lot of danger and trouble
I'm back to play baby, while the games in a huddle
So keep the chains baby, headed straight out the funnel
I make it rain baby, you can bathe in a puddle
I'm a hold you down, six summers down
I ain't the government but I'm the fuckin man