This is a song about "Aint no gangster"

It's late and you stuck in my basement

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

No i aint get respect, old heads pay me no mine like i aint make a threat

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

Aint no normal gal learning to rap

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

So you no i aint tired

Who dat, who dat? cole world

I aint no fucking runner,

Just so happens mine they prefer

Keep it simple, this aint no contest (yet)

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Still got my nike boots

Bitch there aint no fucking rules

Aint about that committed relationship, no ring

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing