Renegotiate

[Intro]
(What's happening, Millionaire?) Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, BD
Mm, frrt, mm, nigga
Mm, mm, get up, uh-huh
Frrt, uh-uh

[Chorus]
It's time to renegotiate (Right now)
Go independent, run that shit by myself, hundred ball on my last two tapes (I'm trim)
Could been signed for dog shit just like you niggas, but I ain't tryna sign my life away (I'm cool)
Ol' boy in his contract for like a decade, he didn't get shit but 300K
Fans don't understand what I'm sayin', can't get what I'm puttin' down, this shit get phenomenal (Frrt)
In the pod with the murderers, before I bond out, make sure that we exchange numbers (Cobb County)
Tap somethin', I got some tapped, give a fuck who you just met, link up and vulnerable (Come on)
Can't rap about the hood if you ain't born in it, gotta do your homework and learn it (Frrt)

[Verse]
I don't call myself a real nigga, I let them do it, I had to earn it (I'm trim)
Young nigga been hustlin' from sun up to sun down wet the bankroll and iron it
House burned down, left money in the shoe box, forgot, damn, Benjamin's burnin' (They auto)
In school, they ain't never say we can get rich off rappin', they told us to plummet (Fuck 'em)
Wanna go to Wendel Junior High, throw money in the air, pop it on they ass, get to stuntin' (Escape)
Me and Fatt put mama through hell, every other week, it's a parent teacher conference (Thinkin' right)
Twelfth grade got suspended for gamblin' at recess, at the time I was flunkin'
Since I was one, saw red roaches in the cereal and bologna, I came from the dungeon
Frrt, frrt, frrt, frrt, I talk shit like Katt Williams (I'm trim)
Ol' boy spreadin' rumors, say he fuckin' my bitch, whole time, it's just one of my bitches (Haha)
Two man mission, Lil J show me how the bitch look before she pull up, I'm picky (Psh)
I mind my business, I don't fuck with nobody, got shot in the club for pickin' (Bah)
I wouldn't survive back when it was slavery, they would've killed me for not pickin' (Trim)
My bitch got me actin' like Swerv, raise a hand, no PTSD, I'm flinchin' (Shh)
Trackhawk Jeep doin' a donut turn the traction off, me and the curb keep on kissin' (Vroom)
You ain't got real drank, that’s your ass, have a lil' brother take it before I kiss it (Frrt, frrt)

[Chorus]
It's time to renegotiate (Right now)
Go independent, run that shit by myself, hundred ball on my last two tapes (I'm trim)
Could been signed for dog shit just like you niggas, but I ain't tryna sign my life away (I'm cool)
Ol' boy in his contract for like a decade, he didn't get shit but 300K
Fans don't understand what I'm sayin', can't get what I'm puttin' down, this shit get phenomenal (Frrt)
In the pod with the murders, before I burn out, make sure that we exchange numbers (Cobb County)
Tap somethin', I got some tapped, give a fuck who you just met, link up and vulnerable (Come on)
Can't rap about the hood if you ain't born in it, gotta do your homework and learn it (Frrt)