Yaya

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 I done been through so much bullshit
 On my mama, gotta get rich
 Been up, been down
 Stayed up, stayed down
 On my mama, catch it, I'll never lose it (Yeah, uh)
 I'm the best rapper in Atlanta right now, straight up
 Fuck playin' around with these niggas, just get your weight up
 Hometown hero everyone on I'm on the way up
 I'm ready to ball, you in the line for layups
 Atlanta legend, fuck around and run for mayor
 Ghetto nigga means I'm not runnin' from no paper
 Soon as I catch the wave, I'm finna hurricane
 And bring the gang and run the gang
 Niggas just rappin' fast, not sayin' shit
 One more niggas slide us off with they wigs
 Nigga keep cappin', they sponsored by Lids
 I'ma keep snappin' cause when I was kid
 I made myself I promise, I'm gon make it big off of tellin' my story
 I came from the pit,
 Means I'm not wastin' verses, I'm not wastin' time
 Just to stay on your ass, better come with your hits
 Better come with lyrics better than all that shit you been bullshitin'
 I'm Bernie Mac-in', you a stool pigeon
 I'm a fool with it, I'm a big dog, you a cool midget
 Under no condition, in your position, you gon' keep your spot
 This André 3000 on Speakerboxxx
 Tried to keep me out, but then I bend the lock
 I'm the new king of the city, nigga
 I was in them 'partments
 Had to feed myself 'cause I wasn't gon' be starvin'
 Mama ain't get home 'til late
 Had to make it ándale
 Put my ten thousand, I was in, I can't make no mistakes
 Yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh)
 I can not slow up for nobody
 I cannot depend on you, need my own copy
 She love me way too damn much, she got no bodies
 I got my foot on the gas, other foot on your neck
 She see me, her legs intersect
 You download your raps off of Pinterest
 I heard your album, two songs in, lost my interest
 This ain't no new shit, I been the best
 I'm good in my city, don't need no vest
 After I drop, you'll be put to rest
 You ain't the one, just a good finesse
 I dare you niggas try a nigga
 Try Young Metro, try my woman
 Try this DOLO, try my writtens
 Try to start any type of division
 It's gon' be a different mission, exhibition
 Thank God I'm a Christian, ooh
 I done been through so much bullshit
 On my mama, gotta get rich
 Been up, been down
 Stayed up, stayed down
 On my mama, catch it, I'll never lose it (Yeah, uh)
 I done been through so much bullshit
 On my mama, gotta get rich
 Been up, been down
 Stayed up, stayed down
 On my mama, catch it, I'll never lose it (Yeah, uh)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
 The real ain't gotta speak, man, you feel where I'm coming from?
 What I, what I'm skressin'? What are-what we contestin'? What?
 I'm the man in between the man, like–I mean, niggas say whatever
 They can say a lot of things about J-Money
 On this [?], "He got robbed one time," or, uh, "He fucked my ho"
 But, basically, all they can say is:
 "Damn, that nigga always be between the man"
 "He always juugin' on somethin',"
 "He always keep the loud"
 "He always stupid, uh, futuristic"
 Fly, shawty got the sway
 Don't brush my hair, still got some damn waves
 Get paid in a hundred and nine ways
 Come on, y'all know that