Can't Deny

[Verse 1] Murder, I seen that Niggas killin' that 8, I mean that I coulda sold coke, but I spit dope shit So just instead, they fein that Fuck a pipe, need a mic for the feedback I wasn't sure when a brotha said he'd be back I couldn't trust that Cause in the streets you ain't got a gang rep flag [?] I'm puttin' mines on this cockback No cable, DVD, we watched Star Trek We [?] from New Orleans, [?] I wasn't different from the many It was spittin' that kept me from starvin' The hottest shit up in the market, tell 'em I ain't lost it I remember I had throwaways and I tossed it I was on the grind, I ain't hear what they talkin' It's all fun and games 'til somebody hit a coffin They pissed off, yeah they pissed off But watch them niggas fade just soon as I blast off They ain't sayin' shit when they took the mask off Coulda been on this flight if you didn't [?] off But now we goin' in, we zonin' We on it and they see us Upon us, you phony One day, mothafucka you gon' need us One day, mothafucka you gon' need us Now you hit that line, tryna get you a feature Charge that boy, charge that boy I had to get it how I live, I don't know them people Every night, take a kneel, thank the Lord I take a walk in my shoes, nigga you'd take 'em off Damn right, I done seen it all Woadie I'm a hoodlum and a fuckin' superstar [Interlude 1] Talkin' 'bout he can't deny this here, boy I done been paid my dues, you heard me? Nigga they hated on me It's all good, fuck 'em, let's get it! [Hook] No you can't deny this here, no you can't deny this game I'ma keep gunnin' 'til I get rich, clock is tickin', that son of a bitch I see niggas all in my rear, I see niggas tryna get trill Well you can tell 'em I'm 'bout to switch gears Tell them shit's about to get real [Verse 2] Let's get it back here again, back here again And they lookin' like "Damn you came back from the pit" Hell nah, I've been grindin' hard, you been snoozin' hard Slob on your chin Ain't 'bout the money, I can't comprehend I don't know you, look we ain't kin I'ma show you, can't be played with Everybody here 100, gotta face it Oh Lord, oh why would I stop? I done witnessed Nicki pop Drizzy shot, Spitta rock That just told me get up on my shit and bring my fuckin' block All I want, hundred Ms, buy my shit in parkin' lots Oh man, is that too much? They feel they can steal from us I see 'em, they on my line But just tell 'em I ain't pickin' up Hike 2,1,3, run it through the hole I see they're hatin', yeah they hatin', plottin' on the low Mad cause I'm blowin' cash, no calico LG to [?], what I bang, all I know This shit is overdue [Interlude 2] All that blackballin', tellin' niggas don't fuck with Chuck, that ain't gon' work. The streets rockin' with me, I don't need nobody else. This overdue! [Hook]