The Madness

You niggas gon' learn buck a buckin' D-boy squad buck a buckin' Rich Boy I'm in that phantom, askin' for that gray poupon Look at my arm bitch, ya see the charm bitch Sweet home Alabama, Yeah, I love her I still try to hug her even though she ain't my color Yeah, I'm fucking wit that home boy but ain't nothin' left See, I got enough heart to march with Martin Luther King Got them killers right by me and we can have a party If ya niggas wanna try me, surprise We got some fireworks for ya Pop the trunk ,get the gift inside lemme show ya Niggas treat that coke like a joke A cocaine city's like a murder up in Copeland Pick ya brain like a buncha snow flakes Yeah, I put that weight down, now it's real estate Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy That's me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy Tell me watcha know 'bout me boy That's me, I'ma mothafuckin' d-boy Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy Yeah, so go d-boy, yeah, so go d-boy If it ain't the truth me and my nigga don't write it 9 years from the day my uncle man got indicted I thank God for the hard times when I suffer He protect me like a Mother, nigga now, I'm tuffer Can't forget about you prof, I still see ya I'm at the graveyard everyday, I can't leave ya I feel your soul when I'm writing with the pen Fuck what them niggas say you my brother till the end Nigga save a spot for me, tell God I'm coming Niggas killin' fo' that money but they're leavin' here with nothing If it a game motherfucker, I'ma win it As far as I'm concerned, ain't no competition in it Call me the gritty green 'cause I'm wanna lie Now my [unverified] mommy better thank what she got [Unverified] get some shit, just got a new house Congratulations 'cause ya son made a million with his mouth