J-J-J-Just in my zone, I close my figures up All your hoes chose me, nigga calm down Louis pouch across my body, this is not for fashion This is not a playground, ain't no fist fight bitch I'm blastin' Niggas say they looking for me, like I'm not right here man If I tatted tears, I'd be crying to my beard man Bitch I'm trying to fuck, I've been inside for thirteen years now I've been on so many flights, it's like my record's clear now A.K.A. the man, A.K.A. I never ran Don't make me turn this red light on your head like you Roxanne Only talk to bosses, not the second in command Niggas bring it, talk to me, you better have a plan 'Cause they don't have a cure for all my pain A.K.A. it's Not Nice and I live up to my name (ya ya) Diss The Boy, are you insane? I drink Henny when I shoot my pistol at the range That way when I'm tipsy, I still know I got my aim A.K.A. it's Not Nice and it's not a fucking game (ya ya) You and I, we're not the same Posted like Ibaka, got your wifey runnin' brains She was there with boi dem kicked my front door off the frame She say I look like Usher when I'm trappin' in the rain Trap trap, trappin' in the rain She say I look like Usher when I'm trappin' in the rain Just know I'm a shooter first and rap is not my thing A.K.A. it's Not Nice and I live up to my– Hiding in the racks I don't pay tax, 12 on my back Might drive the Caddy around, but I never lack Baka not with the shit, so yeah who tellin' you that? I went to jail the day they released Men in Black When I came out, Timberlake was bringing Sexy Back Facts, nigga facts I fell in love with my strap Named my son "Milli" 'cause I want a milli' to stack (ya ya) Go run and tell that You niggas move like the cops Don't make me pepper your block Out the window while the whip's moving, that's a hell of a shot Fuck all my opps, I'll put you niggas on FOX (ya ya) Diss The Boy, are you insane? I drink Henny when I shoot my pistol at the range That way when I'm tipsy, I still know I got my aim A.K.A. it's Not Nice and I live up to my–