I know sometimes that I can act a fool
I should stop right now, there's nothing left to prove
Oh, I try to dress it up and keep it classy
But I can't let that slick-talk-shit get passed me
Oh, I like fancy cars and jewels, but don't get it confused
I'm so ghetto and rude, how I'm supposed to do better?

They want me on my Mayweather, know I get plenty blue cheddar
But I'ma keep it hood forever, I guess that's just the gangsta in me
I guess that's just the gangsta in me, I guess that's just the
Ridin' round wit' the top down, if I pull up on you bitches, know it's goin' down
It's just the gangsta in me

I can't change who I am, it is what it is, you get what you get
I'm never gon' switch, I'ma talk my shit
What you mad at me for? Always takin' shots like a free throw
Don't you know I live by the street code? Fuck with me, my niggas pull up with that heat though
Hot girl, I'ma make them have a heat stroke, and I don't fuck wit' rules, so don't get it confused
I'm so ghetto and rude, I'm never gonna do better

They want me on my Mayweather and I get plenty blue cheddar
But I'ma keep it hood forever, I guess that's just the gangsta in me
I guess that's just the gangsta in me, I guess that's just the
Ridin' round wit' the top down, if I pull up on you bitches, know it's goin' down
It's just the gangsta in me

I'm from the streets, don't even try it, you already know how I ride
I guess it's just the Southside in me, oh-oh-whoa, so don't tell me shit about the struggle
I got the goons in the back with the muscle and you can run up on me, nigga, if you want too
You'll see, yeah, it's the gangsta in me, yeah
I guess that's just the gangsta in me
I guess that's just the

Ridin' round wit' the top down, if I pull up on you bitches, know it's goin' down
It's just the gangsta in me