Lyrics: Cedric Hailey/Christian Todd/Donald Earle De Grate
Music: Cedric Hailey/Christian Todd/Donald Earle De Grate
I can't do nothin' but thank
God for the new shoes
I ain't have a clue what to do
Gotta thank God for a lot
I ain't on the block
Nigga better stop who is you
They gon' talk a lot
When you not on top now I'm hot
Now a nigga cop what he wanna cop off the lot
Why they worry about what a nigga got ayy
b***h I ain't worried 'bout you
Never had a lot
But I made a cop and I made it pop
Made it do what it do
Punchin' in the clock
Money in the box just to wear some rocks
Still graduated school
Still graduated school
Member I was bummy now I'm gettin' money
Cookin' up with sonny
Man they said that I would lose yeah
So I had to bust a move oh yeah yeah
Mama cried on christian
Really sittin' in the back seat
I was only tryna
Make our sister way too happy
I know you probably love me more
If I had stayed a athlete
So I been runnin' through these
****in' hundreds like a track meet
Then ever since we fell out
I ain't kept up with my acne
I been solo-doloing
Ain't had them on the back knee
Heard word around the city man
Some nigga s wanna whack me
Four hundred taylor totin' tell a nigga
Come get at me yeah
I'm in the game now
I took my brothers out
The ghetto and I ain't changed now
I love they mothers like no other
Through my veins now
Neck clutter when I rock
A couple chains now
Best cover when
I tell you that the gang slide
Next bust'll come through
Bustin' at the same time
Bad bustin' 'bout two hundred
Set the lane fire
Chest burnin' from his burner
I just thank God
God
I can't do nothin' but thank God
For the new shoes
I ain't have a clue what to do
Gotta thank God for a lot
I ain't on the block
nigga better stop who is you
They gon' talk a lot
When you not on top now I'm hot
Now a nigga cop what he wanna cop off the lot
Why they worry about what a nigga got
Yeah ayy
b***h I ain't worried 'bout you
Never had a lot
But I made a cop and I made it pop
Made it do what it do yeah
Punchin' in the clock
Money in the box just to wear some rocks
Still graduated school yeah
Member I was bummy
Now I'm gettin' money
Cookin' up with sonny
Man they said that
I would lose yeah
So I had to bust a move oh yeah yeah