Yeaaa yeaaaa its young wiz the young boss

Uhh the young boss man ask around I get it poppin

In the hood everyday that's where my sh*t is knockin

My fitted cocked 'n what my city lockdown

Leaning to the side pittsburg diddy boppin

I'm so fly tryin hide from the shitty drop in

I get dough and get low cuz the jiggy watching

Takin is not an option more like an obligation

So my advice get yours and stop your hatin

The cops quittin for a ni**a to slip (ni**a to slip)

Everything on the strip so you won't find sh*t in the whip

Except the bad b**ch twistin my spliff

You pigs ain't worried bout w**d

Then let me off for a pinch of da piff

Then it's back to the hood again

Pittsburg hoolagins

Hard to find someone to trust

You don't know who friends

And the mottos get money and get lost

So any motherf**ker rap funny and get tossed

I do big things pull up in trucks and them cars

On my own tours nah I ain't f**king with yall

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

I'm in the getting cake so where them dollars at

If you ain't talking paper then homie holler back

Ni**a you can call me the boss you can call me the boss

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

I smoke big blunts and write the sickest raps

Ain't the deal with rush too quick to get them stacks

What up Benji you got a problem it's a fact

With no solution watch the dough movin

But still keep a watch on the cops patrol cruisin

Young wiz number one spot you all loosin

I'm hearing all the what you bastards say

Don't really want to go to war you like Kashis clay

And only go to school half the day

Show the passin grades and told them crackers I got cash to make

So I'm back in the stu again hood near you again

Gotta let the world know the 4 1 2 in here

Why wouldn't I be proud of my city

A young ni**a gettin' cake on every side of my city

And I sure wouldn't advise you to lie for my city

From the east side some niggers ride down for da city

I do big things pull up in trucks and them cars

On my own tours nah I ain't f**king with yall

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

I'm in the getting cake so where them dollars at

If you ain't talking paper then homie holler back

Ni**a you can call me the boss you can call me the boss

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

If you know me I'm a humble guy

But we can take it there call up a couple guys

So we can make it fair

I ain't a custom to all this talking exchangin here

You birds just be rapping the bird be gettin smackin

Full of niggers with big cake they get it trappin

Snitches quick to switch face the ni**a yappin

No cameras or lights here where action is right here

The whole town banging they pipes here

A long white tee and some nike airs

I crack a cigar fill it with trees

No seeds and some bright hairs

And let it put me in my right mind

Some niggas question how I write mine

It's well known that a youngin is on his grind

Hustling all the time with his mind

On his money and his money on his mind

I'm too used to having things grindin

And havin green for me to live the life of a average teen

I do big things pull up in trucks and them cars

On my own tours nah I ain't f**king with job

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss

I'm in the getting cake so where them dollars at

If you ain't talking paper then homie holler back

Ni**a you can call me the boss you can call me the boss

You can call me the boss you can call me the boss