The combo make niggaz act up, I pick the gun up
And fuck it, if it comes back you know it's there to stay
Try and play like he Suge then I gotta play like Dutch Schultz
A couple words and like peaches and herb
And young niggaz that blast for me, no religion
But on another note, 'bout to take another vaca'
You gotta let me go, baby, you gotta let me go
And I ain't trying to fuck my thing up
I still love 'em but they don't love me
Keep entering the danger zone
I'm in a good mood, you lucky, I got a good groove
But like all good things, we must come to an end
I ain't making you the butt of my jokes
Niggaz can't fuck with me
You gon' make that boy Hov put your name in a song
And all the success I received, I know you can't believe
But let's not stray from what I came to say
Niggaz back up, they know I'm not no fronter
It's like when niggaz make subliminal records
You don't really want it with Hov for the record
I'm done for now so one for now
They say if you love it, you should let it out its cage
On another boat, goddamn a motherfucker rode
Instead gave me they ass to kiss
You know how I do Summer, I drop heat when you bring the sun up
S dots with polo fleeces
His way out the hood and I pray that I stay out for good
But any day you know a nigga could
Sorry Lance, I'm just trying to advance my quotes
We'll be reunited and it feels so hood
If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker, c'mon
If it ain't directed directly at me, I don't respect it
Have the whole world saying, "How you still so good?"
But still shine light down on all my peers
To my beloved, think we need sometime away
Listen here, Summer baby
Well, I do, this in my slumber summer
I know they weird some queer, I still want them to share
From the public, who should've gave me the Pulitz'
You know they lame, you feel ashamed but you love 'em the same
Purple label shit with the logo secret
I ain't none of these half-assed newcomers
Possibly forever, we had fun together
Gimme couple years, shit, I might just sneak in
Now, I'm 'Pulp Fiction', Colt four-fifth
Say when take ten paces and spin
They like the drunk uncle in your family
But I mean, it's time for me to grow
I just believe it's the right thing to do
It's tugging at my heart but this time apart is needed
I don't talk shit, I just flip it, ya
You pass the dutchie, I blast you, trust me
But you know me, thugging 'til the casket dips
She showing me a lot of action right now
But I will lay down a couple green bucks, get you cleaned up
I put a couple careers on hold, you could be next kid
And I know you put me on my feet and all
I got a brand new bitch, corporate America
