[Verse 1]
I got a problem how you do that there
It's been thirteen years and aint went nowhere
Still, one of the coldest ever done this s***
And aint no m************ question know who run this b****
I got my n**** Erick Sermon he supplied the beat
And I be in the vocal booth, supply the heat
Up in the game, for the street, these blocks and thugs
With a pistol grip shotgun to box someone
And it's a thin red line between what was and aint
Got a $50 sack, plus I love to drink
I be in southside n**** til it's said and done
And I was always taught to take the bread and run
Here it is, the m************ moment of truth
I came in one deep now what you hoes wanna do
[HOOK:]
All these Rolex watches
It aint s*** to me
And the Cristal poppin
It aint s*** to me
b****** out boppin
Aint s*** to me
It aint s*** to me, aint s*** to me
[Verse 2]
Man, hold up, got too much bleek in my truck
I silence n***** like gag orders
With m************ powderpuff I just add water
I blow you punk b****** out the frame
And I'ma make you hoes remember my name
I'm the J E S S E, J A M E S
I'm shuttin n***** down H child is mine I bet you know now
So hush with the talk, talk
Claimin you gon' put it on the map
Well I done already done that
So follow in footsteps of the gangsta s***'s finest
Since 1987, Mr. Scarface
Gosh, I'ma stop you at the moment of truth
The last man standin, now what you wanna do
[HOOK:]
So you got tight flows
It aint s*** to me
Money, hoes
It aint s*** to me
Brand new clothes
It aint s*** to me
Yeah right, see this Ro
It aint s*** to me
Finna get a record deal
It aint s*** to me
Build a house on the hill
It aint s*** to me
Brand new Benz, big wheels
It aint s*** to me, aint s*** to me, it aint s*** to me
[Verse 3]
Now the moral of this story here is simple and plain
Next time you mention southern rap remember the name
All you magazine n***** gettin caught up in the new s***
Just remember what the truth is
My mind playin tricks on me, Scarface is back
Diary of a man made, n**** come and ask
The wall, the dead, lettin n***** know I aint a prankster
d*** it feels good to be a gangster
Smile for me now, I see the man died today, my fuel
I'm still up in this b****, what they wanna do
[HOOK:]
Ay, ay
It aint s*** to me
All that talk it aint s*** to me
Big money aint s*** to me
It aint s*** to me
Publishing
Aint s*** to me
Management deals aint s*** to me
Money, cars, jewelry
Aint s*** to me, aint s*** to me
I got a problem how you do that there
It's been thirteen years and aint went nowhere
Still, one of the coldest ever done this s***
And aint no m************ question know who run this b****
I got my n**** Erick Sermon he supplied the beat
And I be in the vocal booth, supply the heat
Up in the game, for the street, these blocks and thugs
With a pistol grip shotgun to box someone
And it's a thin red line between what was and aint
Got a $50 sack, plus I love to drink
I be in southside n**** til it's said and done
And I was always taught to take the bread and run
Here it is, the m************ moment of truth
I came in one deep now what you hoes wanna do
[HOOK:]
All these Rolex watches
It aint s*** to me
And the Cristal poppin
It aint s*** to me
b****** out boppin
Aint s*** to me
It aint s*** to me, aint s*** to me
[Verse 2]
Man, hold up, got too much bleek in my truck
I silence n***** like gag orders
With m************ powderpuff I just add water
I blow you punk b****** out the frame
And I'ma make you hoes remember my name
I'm the J E S S E, J A M E S
I'm shuttin n***** down H child is mine I bet you know now
So hush with the talk, talk
Claimin you gon' put it on the map
Well I done already done that
So follow in footsteps of the gangsta s***'s finest
Since 1987, Mr. Scarface
Gosh, I'ma stop you at the moment of truth
The last man standin, now what you wanna do
[HOOK:]
So you got tight flows
It aint s*** to me
Money, hoes
It aint s*** to me
Brand new clothes
It aint s*** to me
Yeah right, see this Ro
It aint s*** to me
Finna get a record deal
It aint s*** to me
Build a house on the hill
It aint s*** to me
Brand new Benz, big wheels
It aint s*** to me, aint s*** to me, it aint s*** to me
[Verse 3]
Now the moral of this story here is simple and plain
Next time you mention southern rap remember the name
All you magazine n***** gettin caught up in the new s***
Just remember what the truth is
My mind playin tricks on me, Scarface is back
Diary of a man made, n**** come and ask
The wall, the dead, lettin n***** know I aint a prankster
d*** it feels good to be a gangster
Smile for me now, I see the man died today, my fuel
I'm still up in this b****, what they wanna do
[HOOK:]
Ay, ay
It aint s*** to me
All that talk it aint s*** to me
Big money aint s*** to me
It aint s*** to me
Publishing
Aint s*** to me
Management deals aint s*** to me
Money, cars, jewelry
Aint s*** to me, aint s*** to me