Now I don`t really care what you call me
Just as long as you don`t call me bro
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote

Streets like cold Chicago
Ain`t nothing new, I seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote
I said it`s over with, that`s all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote

It`s stupid how I go in knowin` everybody knowin` that I`m
Sewing up the game, destroying life, they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can`t beat then with me they join
Others sworn, under oath or banished, left completely scorned

You tell lies, get caught, ni**a kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track, ain`t no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at, ni**a wishin` they were this hot

Guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off
Better that than pissed on, I`m the Jetsons, you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone, high stepping, prime time
Thought you ni**as been on, ain`t no blocking my shine

Like my new Air Yeezy`s, you can see me in the night time
I get rich off livin` life, check to check, reciting rhymes
So call me what you want, wanna hate? Have a nice time
While I get stupid paper, hey, my dough ain`t in this right mind

Now I don`t really care what you call me
Just as long as you don`t call me bro
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote

Streets like cold Chicago
Ain`t nothing new, I seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote

You starin` straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah, you`re late
Your train left, mascara and egg smeared on your face

Night`s over, goodbye ho, I thought that I told you
That spilled nut ain`t nothin` to cry over
Never shoulda came within range of my Rover shoulda known I was trouble
Soon as I rolled up, any chick who`s dumb enough that there I blindfold up

She still come back to the crib, must want me to mess with her mind, hold up
She mistook me for some high-roller when I won`t buy a soda
Unless it`s rock and rye cola, Satan`s cheaper
Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn`t let you eat the f**kin` chip on my shoulder

If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn`t dye for you
Tryin` to pull five bucks from me is like tryin` to pull five molars
You get your eye swoll` up, I`m on my straight grizzly
So why would I buy you a gay-ass teddy bear, bitch, you`re already bipolar

Now I don`t really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These preachers knew as soon as they saw me
It`s never me they`ll get the privilege to know

I roll like a desperado
And I don`t ever know where I`m gonna go
Still, I ball like there`s no tomorrow
Until it`s over and it`s all she wrote

The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with
But don`t get mad at me, go blame the chick who wrote this s**t
Yeah, life is sure a bitch but she know I`m rich
That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick

Here I go again, I kick this s**t, give a damn, got it pouring in
Peso, euro, yeah, ah-ha, I`m paid, never gonna be broke again
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
Never gon` see me totin` anything, all you gon` see is bang

It`s so nice where I kick it, hate you never get to visit
Yeah, I`m on another level , but you ni**as still can get it
It`s over `fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it
Won`t give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

Yeah, I guess, life is a bitch, ain`t it, TIP?
And this one thinks they the s**t
Shirt off my back? I wouldn`t give you
The dirt off my handkerchief

I`m giving these ho`s a dose of they own medicine
Let `em get a good taste of it
I`m sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn`t

This dick is so fat, gonna stick your nose to forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this s**t a little bit quicker that clock I`m racing it, doubling time it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time

It may take you pricks to catch on while you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man, I still say K-Marts like there`s an apostrophe `S` on the door
And they say McDonalds isn`t a restaurant, well I guess I`m wrong
But if you`re gon` tell me that the A&W ain`t the spot for the best hot dogs, you can get the `F` on dawg

And on my throne I remain all alone in my lane
I`m as strong as they came, they were gone fo` they came
I don`t wanna hang, I slapped hands with the rap gods
They just wanna sabotage my hustle, shawty, that`s why

Now I don`t really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote

I roll like a desperado
And I don`t ever know where I`m gonna go
But still I ball like there`s no tomorrow
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote
I said it`s over with, that`s all she wrote
All she wrote, all she wrote
Goodnight, it`s over with, that`s all she wrote