Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Juelz Santana
Juelz Santana
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
LaRon James
LaRon James
Composer
Greg Green
Greg Green
Composer
Seon Thomas
Seon Thomas
Composer
James Harris
James Harris
Composer
Terry Lewis
Terry Lewis
Composer
Usher Raymond IV
Usher Raymond IV
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Heatmakerz
Heatmakerz
Producer
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Eric "Ibo" Butler
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Damn, it's like the beater just asking me, why?
Why I'm rapping to y'all
It's crazy, listen, come on
[Verse 2]
Hey yo, my name mean a lot to me, pain mean a lot to me
Fame means nothing but the game means a lot to me
I slang caine of these blocks for weeks
Ever since Rocky III and the death of Apollo Creed
I was a tiny little poppy seed
As grimey as I could be, as shiesty as I could be
**** live nicely who don't understand the life of me
Other **** don't like me and they wanna take my life from me
They don't understand I love it and I like the beef
The war, the guns, the violence, it's all right with me
I be laying in the cut where the sniper be
Righteously waiting for you to get out the driver's seat
[Verse 3]
I don't think like usual people
Who think like usual people
Who don't think right
I think like Muslims in movements of people, who move with they people
And move on your people, power is stronger than voodoo and evil
I'm immune, I drunk the juice, took a root from the needle
Still trying to figure out why I do the crimes I do
With the minds IQ of an Einstein too
Tell 'em Cha-cha and ba fongool, they think I'm crazy, well I do too
Leave me alone please, I'm in my two three zone please
Nothing can stop me, you fuckers can't stop me
[Verse 4]
Why, why (You asking me?) Why (I don't know)
Why (I'm here with you) Why, why (It's a shame)
Why (I got something else to tell you though) Why
[Verse 5]
It's like my life keeps turning around (Why)
Every second I need a light, I keep burning it down (Why)
I smoke so much I could nurture a pound (Why)
My thoughts are always foggy, they blurring right now, listen (Why)
[Verse 6]
I see the game for what it's worth, pain, fame and work (Why)
Girls walk with they brain in their skirt (Why)
So while you fucking, they thinking (Why)
Of ways to get even or a way out the hood, they make up a reason (Why)
For the judge for you take him and see him (Why)
You wake up and face a sepena
That'll change your demeanor (Why)
So be careful where you skating through this game (Why)
Remember its other **** playing skating in your lane (Why)
Don't get clipped or slip, skating in the rain (Why)
'Cause **** will keep rolling and skating on your brain (Why)
That's just the rules and regulations of the game (Why)
When you playing, you playing and you paying like you weighing, so (Why)
[Verse 7]
If not, them wolves aiming where you laying (Why)
And waiting on you patient with that thing out in the basement (Why)
That's why I walk with that thing out when I'm pasting (Why)
'Cause I know these **** hate it that their little sisters love it (Why)
And their girls really want it, plus I'm fronting Why)
Twenty three, big trucking, new Z, new bucket (Why)
Fuck it (Why)
[Verse 8]
I don't know why, listen, stop asking
Why
Why, why, why, why
Why, why, why, why
Why, why, why, why
Why, why
Written by: Greg Green, James Harris, L. L. James, LaRon James, Seon Thomas, Terry Lewis, Usher Raymond IV
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