Whateva

I miss the days you was cool with whateva

She do it all for the gang if you let her

Fuck all that textin' I'm done with the letters

You wanna go you can leave I ain't sweatin'

Anything goes so I never say never

Foot on the gas can't get off the pedal

I been the one ion care who you tellin'

Tell all these n***** I'm back and I'm better

N***** won't try it I packed the beretta

This shit the slums you die if you settle

Got off my ass and got me some cheddar

Pockets was empty I swear I was fed up