F-ck you, p-ssy ass haters you should do you.

When a young man complains that a young lady has no heart, it's pretty certain that she has his.

Lately I feel the haters eatin' away at my confidence. They scream out my failures and whisper my accomplishments.

The game got these old handprints on it, but Imma be the one to pour cement on it.

Everybody dies but not everybody lives.

Baby you're my everything, you're all I ever wanted, we can do it real big, bigger than you've ever done it.

What's up wit these new niggas? And why they think it all come so easy?