Letras I'm Offended - Gucci Mane, Young Dolph

I'm Offended

Husslers, ballers, gangsters, trap niggas\nThis one before I spend my all for my sag niggas\nI can show you how to stall and get it back niggas\nYou ain’t no trap nigga then I don’t wanna rap with\nNone of the pills that I wanna lay in\nLight did a nigga take that, fake shots like I’m late splash\nChicago our maid is, South Memphis where I got paid is\nNow done we burned allowed\nMe and Gucci back on the maybach\nNah, I don’t think I just stay fit\nHundred million song way and my future I can taste that\nNo hold up I erase that\nI need a whole billion don’t give a fuck if we have to take that\nI ain’t friendly I don’t need you trappin friendly\nDon’t ask me if I’m wrong be what you spendin\nIf you see me then don’t ask me if you feel me\nAll this money nigga I don’t need you in my business\nYou just stepped on my gangsta toes and I’m a mad\nNow I’m a offended\nYou just stepped on my gangsta toes and I’m a mad\nNow I’m a offended\nI thought you was a man that you defend yourself\nAnd you ain’t half the man the man you tryin to pretend\nWhen I rap through my hood they think the marrow flew\nAnd if I stand on my money I’m just standing 92\nAnd I’ve been hurting for so long I think my prayers came through\nNow when I rap through the hood it’s in the tout or bentley coupe\nLouie shoes, Louie belt peb blow my way\nQuarter me in New Jersey, groupie bitch give me my space\nDon big as a soft ball, diamonds big as a golf ball\nWith a sack a nigga might bird crap\nThat bullet real like John walk\nI’m a true gangsta, third bread hussler\nBustin in where I go, I rock 5 chains like a buster\nWatch what you say to me, we ain’t family\nMy goons are sprayed for me\nI ain’t friendly I don’t need you trappin friendly\nDon’t ask me if I’m wrong be what you spendin\nIf you see me then don’t ask me if you feel me\nAll this money nigga I don’t need you in my business\nYou just stepped on my gangsta toes and I’m a mad\nNow I’m a offended\nYou just stepped on my gangsta toes and I’m a mad\nNow I’m a offended\nI thought you was a man that you defend yourself\nAnd you ain’t half the man the man you tryin to pretend