[Intro]
Gimme some shotgun shells
Young Buck
Buck 'em down, motherfucker, let's go
Ha haaaa
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I got the weight of the world on my shoulders and I love it (Yea)
The bubble Kush got me, I can't get enough of it (Ayy!)
I'm thuggin' in public, bustin' like fuck it
They say I'm the reason my neighborhood corrupted (Yeahhhhh!) because I came from nuttin'
Wouldn't change for nuttin' (Nah!)
Started swinging my chopper, n***a, just aim for something (Come onnnn!)
I need a cup of Grey Goose 'cause the renegade loose ([?])
Leave your brains in your coupe when the twenty-gauge shoot (Ohhhhh), tell the truth
That n***a 50 know what he got (Ha haaa)
The rap game ain't seen nuttin' like this since Pac (Hey)
I'm just breakin' down birds 'till my album drop (Yea!)
Back and forth to the A where I set-up shop (Come on)
Peachtree, it must be around 2 'O clock
They don' pulled me over and just found two Glocks (Ayy) but I'm straight
You know we got licenses for that (Ha haaaaa)
So give me my ticket and hand my strap right back

[Chorus]
I woke up in the A (Come on)
I'ma stay in the A (What)
Got the yay in the A (What)
So I'm good anyway (Yea)
But I live in the Ville (Yea)
And I'm still in the Ville (Yea)
N***as know I keep it real (Yea)
So it is what it is (Ha)
I'm ok in the A (What)
I'ma stay in the A (Yea)
Got the yay in the A (What)
So I'm good anyway (Come on)
But I live in the Ville (Yea)
And I'm still in the Ville (Yea)
N***as know I keep it real (Ca$hville)
So it is what it is (Ha)
[Verse 2]
God damn it (What)
I don't understand it (Yea)
If I was you I wouldn't take life for granted, gotta grind
I started from the back of the line (Come on)
And waited my turn so now it's my time (Yeahhhh!)
With a pistol grip pump and a Donald Trump mind
Give your boy two months, get rich or die tryin' (Okkkk!)
If I die tonight, just get high as a kite (Yea)
Tell my momma and my little girl I'm aight, Buck The World
I [?] [?] [?] hit up (Ohhh!), n***a get up if you with us 'cause I know they wanna kill us (Yeah!)
Dope dealers, cap peelers, sac stealers (Yea), black gorillas
The more macs they give us they gotta deal wit us, I'm a soldier
Never made it pass the eighth grade (Nahhh!)
But I could make a half a million in eight days (Ha haaa)
So when I holla "Ayyyy"
Do it the same way (Yea)
It ain't about where your from, it's about how you stay (Ohhhhhhhhhh)

[Chorus]
I'm ok in the A (Come on)
I'ma stay in the A (What)
Got the yay in the A (What)
So I'm good anyway (Yea)
But I live in the Ville (Yea)
And I'm still in the Ville (Yea)
N***as know I keep it real (Yea)
So it is what it is (Ha)
I'm ok in the A (What)
I'ma stay in the A (Yea)
Got the yay in the A (What)
So I'm good anyway (Come on)
But I live in the Ville (Yea)
And I'm still in the Ville (Yea)
N***as know I keep it real (Ca$hville)
So it is what it is (Yea)
[Outro]
Yeah
G-Unit South in this motherfucker
Ca$hville Records, n***a, you know how we get down over here
And ayy
I ain't peepin' with no DJs, n***a
You know, they got love for me, man, G-Unit
South!