Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa (TrapAdix), whoa, whoa, whoa
Man, they ain't plotting on me
I'm plotting on them plotting on me, man, stupid, man
Look (Hit-Boy)

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (way)
Ain't nobody finna do that
Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (respect)
Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way (respect it)

You can't touch me, you not worthy
Dirty bitches don't deserve me
I be careful who I love
'Cause who I love is who could hurt me
I'ma give dat ass a cruise
So I'm a Lamborghini Murcie
Niggas thought they had the 2020 vision, it's still blurry (whoa)
I done dodged the murder rate
I done earned what they can't take
Pull up to the house you thought you died
And seen the pearly gates
Nowadays respect the ones who talking good behind my back
And say the bad shit to my, to my face
Why complain about things I can change? Yeah (I can change)
Souljas 'round me, we done been through major pain (major pain)
Laser focused, AOL, been had AIM
Got a lot of hundreds, stayed a hundred, life just changed (life done changed)
What you doing? You got bitches blowing you kisses
Oppositions sending death wishes, either way, it make me no difference
I done out did the predictions, I'm a underground king
Always had the tunnel vision, I'm constantly constant

So ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (way)
Ain't nobody finna do that (yeah)
Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (respect)
Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way (respect it)
Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (type of way)
Ain't nobody finna do that (ayy)
Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way
Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way

Monday Magic, Tuesday (woo)
Spent a quarter million on the coochie (ayy)
Wednesday he had ranned up on me, I got ruthless
Thursday I'm Ferrari horsing, niggas moosin', yeah
I just had to wake up and pay Uncle Sam today
I been in the trenches giving back like anyway, yeah (no cap)
I just bought the pinky Birky for my Easter baby
Got her throwing diamonds in the air like it's a play pen
Can't let 'em trick me out of nothing long as I'm livin'
I can't let her go outside long as I'm gettin' it
I won't let never hold a freak ho against her will
Still won't let 'em do me any kind of way with no skill

Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way
Ain't nobody finna do that
Ain't nobody finna do me any type of way (respect)
Ain't nobody finna do me dirty, no way (respect it)
Can't no one do me dirty
Can't no one do me like that, no
Can't no one do me dirty
Can't no one do me like that, no
I know
No-no-no
No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no

Can't nobody do me dirty, bitch (bitch)
All that fake shit over, we don't take, we take shit over
Army, Navy, paper soldiers, cut the grass and face the cobras
I'm a walking bucket list, product of my suffering
Kobe at the Rucker, bitch
Triple and double and running this shit, I learned that praying is God ammunition
Please let it rain down 'til it drown out my city
The fruits of my labor came all to fruition
You talkin' 'bout I, you ain't got no vision
We, not me, little bitch, built like we sell bricks
Fuck blogs, read my lips
Doing me dirty the only thing that you won't do in this bitch, bitch
Bitch

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Writer(s): Brook Oba Rowland, Chauncey Hollis Jr., Dustin James Corbett, Earl Patrick Taylor, Greg Davis, Jeffery Williams, Sean Michael Anderson