Cup half empty, feeling myself

All this fire, think a nigga gon' melt

Back of the club, no lights over here

Just a couple real niggas and dykes over here

I’m sittin' on the couch like I’m sittin' on the world

Throwin' money while you niggas catchin' feelings like a girl

N-G-A-F, middle finger to your face

Got bread in the bank and the toast on the waist

Ball hard nigga, you ain't playin' with a rookie

Eatin' over here if you smell what I’m cookin'

Chain so heavy, leave a nigga with a hickey

Lost my mind but the whole team winnin'

Shots goin' 'round, can’t block nobody

It’s West Side in this bitch, la di da di

Kill the scene 'til the whole thing bodied

Ain’t nothing but a hobby

Keep it 100

Can’t stop now, even though I see red in my eyes

Head to the sky

Tryin' to decide if I want Patron or Ciroc

I swear these problems are mine

Raised in the 'hood, never had no problems

Just last year, nigga, made it from the bottom

Celebrate everyday they could've got us

With a cup in my hand like a baby with a bottle

Gone off everything, pour me somethin'

Ready for the action, know we stuntin'

F-K-I, motherfucker, keep drummin'

I don’t keep hoes, but I keep it 100

Keep it 100

I said keep it 100

Okay, right off top, I’m stoned as a motherfucker

Neck full of rocks, no clones in this motherfucker

Hot like me, need ice in the oven mitten

Try one, them niggas, they won't listen

I’m gone! Can’t stop, on a mission

Gettin' paid in full, nigga, money mission

Don’t play by the rules, did I mention?

But I bet I'll make a broke nigga pay attention