Aim!

I'm still that same old nigga
We know you a lame old nigga
Big bullets, you can't save that nigga
Oh you broke? Then say that
Only hating when his fame back
Let that choppa push his fade back
I make more music than Maybach
I made your lil' shooter show me where the aim at

I look for the opp, I don't know where they face at
Can they [?]
Money on me, it's fly
Your lil' bitch a dime
Hop in that bad bitch, I'm high
Your bitch bad, I can't lie
Your [?] prove shit to the guys
I'm back on the pills so I got drugs in my eyes
Me and yo' bitch will take off with a [?]
Introduce her to my Top Kid, now she think she know the guys
Then I laugh at her like, "Ha"
Then I wave at her like, "Bye"

I'm still that same old nigga
We know you a lame old nigga
Big bullets, you can't save that nigga
Oh you broke? Then say that
Only hating when his fame back
Let that choppa push his fade back
I make more music than Maybach
I made your lil' shooter show me where the aim at

I'm still that same old nigga
We know you a lame old nigga
Big bullets, you can't save that nigga
Oh you broke? Then say that
Only hating when his fame back
Let that choppa push his fade back
I make more music than Maybach
I made your lil' shooter show me where the aim at