Aww Yea

[Intro]
Hitla, aw yeah
Hitla, aw yeah

[Chorus]
Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
Lot of sh*t to prove, aw yeah
Bad ass kid after school
In the cut with a tool, yeah
Mama said, "Listen here, boy
I don't want you standing over there"
Few n*ggas that's from the land
They can't even come around here
In this game, I ain't playin' fair
Everything cost that I wear
Stone cold ice on my bracelet
With a chain like Ric Flair
Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
Had points to prove, aw yeah

[Verse 1]
People steady thinkin' it's a game
Till they whole life rearranged
Brains on his shirt, he a stain
Thought we had a bond like James
Got me a b*tch that I'm focused on
These hoes can't entertain
Look up at the star that I became
Now the world think that I changed
Why I name this "Aww Yea"
And I feel like it shouldn't be no arguin'
I'ma real n*gga, aw yeah
Never put much songs on the market
She was irritating, aww yea
Put her ass clean on the blocklist
Luck real good, aww yea
Seven days a week, yea my palm itch (ah)
b*tch n*gga you a die
And I made sure we situated
Call me El Hitla number 5
In the AM eatin' pancakes with a bowl of grits on the side
I'ma live me a long ass time lil n*gga

[Chorus]
Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
Lot of sh*t to prove, aw yeah
Bad ass kid after school
In the cut with a tool, yeah
Mama said, "Listen here, boy
I don't want you standing over there"
Few n*ggas that's from the land
They can't even come around here
In this game, I ain't playin' fair
Everything cost that I wear
Stone cold ice on my bracelet
With a chain like Ric Flair
Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
Had points to prove, aw yeah

[Verse 2]
You don't know sh*t about being the one, do you? (ay)
But you knowing a lot about bitin' your tongue, do you? (ay)
Do you know how to eat without droppin' a crumb, do you? (ay)
Why you have to change? I ain't did none to you (naw naw)
I was the one that chose this life
I was the one denying advice
I was the one stop praying to Christ
Then after that start lookin' for Christ
I was the one that put up a fight
Posted on Trumbull steady screamin' lights
I was the one not being polite
I was the one
My society full of gunsmoke
My mom said, "Hitla, son go"
Was introduced to the jungle
I think I got it from my uncle
I was the one
I was the one being a hard head
Groovy lil hard head
Ain't got a dad but I'm still a hard leg

[Chorus]
Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
Lot of sh*t to prove, aw yeah
Bad ass kid after school
In the cut with a tool, yeah
Mama said, "Listen here, boy
I don't want you standing over there"
Few n*ggas that's from the land
They can't even come around here
In this game, I ain't playin' fair
Everything cost that I wear
Stone cold ice on my bracelet
With a chain like Ric Flair
Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
Had points to prove, aw yeah
Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
Lot of sh*t to prove, aw yeah
Bad ass kid after school
In the cut with a tool, yeah
Mama said, "Listen here, boy
I don't want you standing over there"
Few n*ggas that's from the land
They can't even come around here
In this game, I ain't playin' fair
Everything cost that I wear
Stone cold ice on my bracelet
With a chain like Ric Flair
Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
Had points to prove, aw yeah

[Outro]
Aww yea
Made it through the struggle, aw yeah
Not a f*ck n*gga ain't give me nothing, naw
Stood 10 toes down (ah)
Aw yeah
Love my whole team, aw yeah
Ballin', f*ck n*gga (ah Hitla)
I should get a ring, aw yeah