A young nigga

He  got game

He  seen pain

From the bottom

With hard rain

And  Gold chains

Not  to mention

His last name

Was  Hogan

Hella tension

In my brain

I'll Explain

Bitches  hating me, but seemed to be eating when fame came

Better wait on me cuz Ima be spitting that real flame uhh

And I ain't tripping though

Gave my heart to couple bitches, they was groupie hoes

Mark her box, get popped like designer clothes

Put my heart in some water cuz my shit still froze

And my verses get better from all my last songs

And all these niggas be banging ,but got no flag on

You say you beefing with Key B, well then you chose wrong

Hate to mingle, fuck a single this a tape song

Ni-Niggas hate cuz I'm the man with the flava (Yeah)

This was unexpected, so watch your behavior (Uhh)

Niggas hate cuz I'm the man with the flava (Yeah)

This was unexpected, so watch your behavior

Ver-Verse 2 got me bout to hurt you

My bad I been busy recruiting a hurt screw

Funny how you making suggestions

About 2 of the greatest to do it like I do

Niggas wanna talk shit but ain't never walk shit

Ima write ya fucking name on the street like a chalk stick

Running through these circles in my mind like a deep pick

Eating pussy rappers, I'm wondering who to start with

Lyrical genius, I'm turning up like a mosh pit

I know local rappers hate me, but they can't stop shit

I am not a shepard, I'm cooking up like a crock pot

Niggas getting old they bones drying no dry rock

And I know niggas doubting me

Probably cuz they mad that I got where I set out to be

And when I get a bag, my niggas getting a mil a piece

And Ima show my son to grow up and be a lil master piece

Ni-Niggas hate cuz I'm the man with the flava (Yeah)

This was unexpected, so watch your behavior (Uhh)

Niggas hate cuz I'm the man with the flava (Yeah)

This was unexpected, so watch your behavior