YTB Fatt - Gangsta Of The Year lyrics

Nigga, stop the car right here
I ain't get on XXL 'cause I was
Tryna win gangsta of the year
When I was down bad on my
Ass, 'cause, they ain't stop the car
 they had pushed the gear
Pussy, you ain't got motion
I peeped your gang had motion once a year
Tax time
I got rich and my city got mad at me
Fuck yo' feelings, nigga, before this shit
You ain't go half with me
I was frontline for myself, nigga
For the shit I'll catch a first degree
I was frontline for hood
Nigga for this shit I'll clear the streets
These niggas "Love & HipHop" in this shit
This rapper # next rapper bitch
I was gettin' too nice and feeling
So I backed back and upped my fuckin' blick
I don't wanna link with you bitches
I'm on some foxes only shit
Try to set me up, I'ma take
This Glock and slap a bitch
Why you try that shit?
I ain't gon' lie, every young nigga
In my city gon' shoot
They ain't callin' it quit's
All them young niggas rap
But, I was the first to make
Five hundred off this shit (Racks)
All the hoes that dissed me back then
They ain't even picture this
Now when I go to the hood
It's seventy thousand and seven Drac's on me

Nigga, this shit foxes only with me, nigga
Can't no nigga come around me, nigga
Can't no nigga get near me or nothin'
I switched up all my numbers, nigga
It's hard to get to me
Nigga, all that type of shit, nigga
Nigga, this shit get different, nigga
Nigga, switches, Drac's, and fast cars, nigga
And a lot of bitches with BBL's, nigga

Huh, I just dropped them rack off to my mama
Had to make sure she was good
Nigga, this shit so different
Only a couple niggas in my neighborhood
I don't know who I can trust
Foxes ready to bust your shit, over-stood
Nigga, I heard the feds been watchin'
I gotta play it cool
Brand new Drac', this shit came with the wood
Hundred thousand in bonds, for certain ones
Nigga I would redo it
I seen a junkie sniff sum so
Hard they had to ptt, ptt, ptt
We put the Drac' on his ass
762 hit like lighter fluid
Nigga, this shit so hot, when you
Feel it, you gon' uh, uh, uh
Ain't no nigga help me do it
I had to get off my ass and do it
I was workin' the block, 'bows, and hoes
I had to fuckin' do it
Nigga play with my name back then
I was ready to do it
Nigga at my name on anything
I'ma get straight to it, fffff
Nigga how that shit sound when I cash 'em out
What you know 'bout the trappers in
The city with no P's
It's a fuckin' drought?
What you know 'bout gettin' that real call
Like "I'm gettin' off the plane now?"
What you know about that call like they
Just gunned your lil' brother down?
Nigga, I ain't have to get that call
I was right there with him
Nigga don't call my phone when it happen
I'ma cash you out soon as you hit 'em, fffff