Original subtitles

[cheering]

♪ ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Straight to the top, that's how I rock ♪

♪ Ayy ♪

♪ Back to the basics ♪

♪ Back to the work like we back from vacation ♪

♪ We never not takin' We what? ♪

♪ Back to the basics, back to the basement ♪

♪ I love makin' progress you peons not makin' ♪

♪ Bro turn his back on me then push back up on me ♪

♪ I'm not really fazed by his fakeness ♪

♪ I'm cut from a different cloth ♪

♪ Engineered from a different tier type greatness ♪

♪ Okay, let's get it, let's get it ♪

♪ Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it ♪

♪ I got it ♪

♪ They love to talk shit but can't top it ♪

♪ I might just style yo' stylist ♪

♪ They went and did what I did after I did it ♪

♪ Shit, ironic ♪

♪ The way that I did what I did ♪

♪ My bitch love to call me iconic ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy ♪

♪ The time ain't gon' free up, the contract get read up ♪

♪ Yo' business is fucked ♪

♪ Crackers runnin' it up ♪

♪ While they kickin' they feet up ♪

♪ Stupid, you might as well signed you a prenup ♪

♪ Then copped you a Fiat ♪

♪ Don't worry, I got properties that you could rent out ♪

♪ I'm not a new artist, brodie I been out ♪

♪ Real ones defend these hoes when they wanna end us ♪

♪ But I turn the tables like Funk Flex in NY ♪

♪ Yeah, it's gon' all come around like a fisheye ♪

♪ So I'ma need all that love back that I dish out ♪

♪ The peace is Jesús, yeah, I had to go Biggie ♪

♪ Y'all niggas rap like y'all actin' like Shiggy ♪

♪ I'm in a Mecca you boys can't touch down in ♪

♪ They turn a conscious rapper unconscious ♪

♪ They feed these gangsta rappers to piranhas ♪

♪ They take off yo' Cartier, fill it with diamonds ♪

♪ To put on they eyes just to hide all the trauma ♪

♪ I just ain't rhymin' to rhyme, bitch ♪

♪ We back to the basics ♪

♪ Back to the work like we back from vacation ♪

♪ We never not takin' We what? ♪

♪ Back to the basics, back to the basement ♪

♪ I love makin' progress you peons not makin' ♪

♪ Let's get it, let's get it ♪

♪ Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it ♪

♪ I got it ♪

♪ They love to talk shit but can't top it ♪

♪ I might just style yo' stylist ♪

♪ They went and did what I did after I did it ♪

♪ Shit, ironic ♪

♪ The way that I did what I did ♪

♪ My bitch love to call me iconic ♪

[cheering]

How the fuck y'all feeling tonight?

[cheering]

We got an amazing show planned for you.

If y'all motherfucker ready, say hell, yeah.

[audience] Hell, yeah.

Hell, yeah.

[audience] Hell, yeah.

Let's go.

♪ ♪

♪ Ayy ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

I need to see them hands in the sky, hands up.

Hands up, hands up.

This one for my dawg, let's go.

♪ Shootin' my shot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew, ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Shootin' my shot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hittin' her spot like, pew-pew-pew-pew ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ I gotta get it, man, shout out, I hit it ♪

♪ I'm fully committed like ayy ♪

♪ I studied the target, I'm never gon' miss it ♪

♪ I call that precision like ayy ♪

♪ Shootin' my shot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Grandma was in the A, aunty was in the A ♪

♪ And mama had Triple-A ♪

♪ I wasn't scared to crash anyone in the way ♪

♪ I'm ridin' shotty while bro had a shawty ♪

♪ Like we in the getaway ♪

♪ I gotta penetrate, I gotta generate ♪

♪ I gave like twenty some years to my hood ♪

♪ Now I gotta go live away ♪

♪ I'm out of town but I'm not on the getaway ♪

♪ I spend a giveaway ♪

♪ Hold up Fuck you mean? ♪

♪ I'm the generous king for real ♪

♪ I fuck her to sleep then I light up the street ♪

♪ Got her screamin' like Billie Jean for real ♪

♪ I'm from the M, I got Ms in the bank ♪

♪ And Ms in all my streams for real ♪

♪ Feelin' like Phil, they'll be livin' like Carlton ♪

♪ If I leave 'em in the will ♪

♪ Shootin' my shot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Shootin' my shot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hittin' her spot like, pew-pew-pew-pew ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ I gotta get it, man, shout out, I hit it ♪

♪ I'm fully committed like ayy ♪

♪ I studied the target, I'm never gon' miss it ♪

♪ I call that precision like ayy ♪

♪ Shootin' my shot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Hit the red dot like, pew-pew, ayy ♪

♪ Finger on the trigger like, pew-pew-pew-pew ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Every since I can remember I've been poppin' my collar ♪

♪ Poppin', poppin' my collar Poppin' poppin' my collar ♪

♪ Every since I can remember I've been working these hoes ♪

♪ And they better put my money in my hand ♪

[cheering]

Hey, y'all make some noise for

North Carolina A&T marching band.

Aggie Pride.

I know y'all watching from all over the world,

shout out to that Aggie Pride.

It feels so good to be out in this motherfucker, man, you know?

I'm excited to perform a lot of these new songs, man,

and run through some of these classics.

Let's get it.

♪ ♪

♪ Uh ♪

♪ Yeah, uh, that's right ♪

♪ I was raised by the wolves ♪

♪ I was raised by the wolves ♪

One, two.

One, two, three!

♪ I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full ♪

♪ Run through the night, playin' with your life ♪

♪ Go against the pack, that's risking your life ♪

♪ Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right ♪

♪ I got loyalty in blood, I do anything for love ♪

♪ And everything for us ♪

♪ Doing everything like everything ain't been too much ♪

♪ You know my favorite time to come ♪

♪ Through for you is the clutch ♪

♪ Last second, what a rush Look ♪

♪ I'm the type to talk to the stars straight up ♪

♪ These ain't tattoos, these are scars ♪

♪ My young dogs will tear you and the witnesses apart ♪

♪ They care 'bout starving more than they do 'bout a charge ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy Me, I can't break a commitment ♪

♪ I done seen people fuck up the whole team ♪

♪ 'Cause they couldn't play they position ♪

♪ Talking 'bout they didn't mean it, yeah, ♪

♪ You know the road to hell was paved with good intentions ♪

♪ I see myself in my nemesis ♪

♪ I contemplated forgiveness ♪

♪ I think I lost all my innocence ♪

♪ Yo, my life depend on this, this ain't no simple sucker shit ♪

♪ Try and steal and you get bit ♪

♪ That's what you motherfucking get ♪

♪ I feel safer taking risks ♪

♪ And I can't eat this on my own life ♪

♪ Put my back against the wall ♪

♪ Just to see how much I've grown, dawg ♪

♪ I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full ♪

♪ Run through the night, playin' with your life ♪

♪ Go against the pack, that's risking your life ♪

♪ Better play it right ♪

♪ Yeah, you better play it right ♪

♪ See, I was raised by the wolves ♪

♪ Ate 'til they full ♪

♪ Run through the night, playin' with your life ♪

♪ Go against the pack, that's risking your life ♪

♪ Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right ♪

♪ I was raised by the wolves ♪

♪ I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full ♪

♪ Run through the night, playin' with your life ♪

♪ Go against the pack, that's risking your life ♪

♪ Better play it right ♪

♪ Yeah, you better play it right ♪

[cheering]

Y'all make some noise for the Fellowship choir,

A&T Fellowship choir one time.

[cheering]

Let's go, let's go.

Y'all fuck with that good music shit? Wassup?

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.

The hottest, hey, go!

♪ Lamborghini Mercy ♪

♪ Your chick, she so thirsty ♪

♪ I'm in that two-seat Lambo ♪

♪ With your girl, she tryna jerk me ♪

♪ Lamborghini Mercy ♪

♪ Your chick, she so thirsty ♪

♪ I'm in that two-seat Lambo ♪

♪ With your ♪

Let me see you bounce!

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Boy, boy, okay ♪

♪ Drop it to the floor, make that ass shake ♪

♪ Whoa, make the ground move: that's an ass quake ♪

♪ Built a house up on that ass: that's an ass-state ♪

♪ Okay, I roll my weed on it, that's an ass tray ♪

♪ Say, Ye, say, Ye, don't we do this every day–day? ♪

♪ I work them long nights, long nights to get a payday ♪

♪ Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay ♪

♪ And niggas still hatin' ♪

♪ So much hate, I need a AK ♪

♪ Now we out in Paris, yeah, I'm Perrierin' ♪

♪ White girls politickin' ♪

♪ That's that Sarah Palin ♪

♪ This is what I'm doing, gettin' hot ♪

♪ Californicatin' ♪

♪ I give her that D ♪

♪ Okay ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

♪ Swerve ♪

Hey, now let me see you motherfucking bounce!

Bounce, bounce, Bounce, bounce.

Bounce, bounce. Let's go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go.

Let's go.

-[cheering] -Yeah.

I go by the name of Sean Don

and I'm feel so good to be in this bitch with y'all.

I swear to God.

[cheering]

You know, I rep that Detroit shit all day.

I know we out on that motherfucking West Coast though,

you know what I'm saying?

L.A., what up, though?

[cheering]

Shout out to everybody at home watching,

everybody who came out here watching, man.

If you with the people you love right now, make some noise.

[cheering]

If you with your day ones, let me see

the ones in the air, man. Ones up.

This is dedicated to all the loved ones.

Also dedicated to the Detroit Lions, too.

Ones up, ones up, ones up!

Yes, sir, let's go.

Let's go, let's go.

Go, go.

Go, go, go.

Now say hell yeah!

Hell yeah!

Say hell, yeah!

Hell, yeah!

♪ Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique ♪

♪ Clique, clique, clique, clique ♪

♪ Ain't nobody fresher than my motherfuckin' clique ♪

♪ Clique, clique, clique, clique ♪

♪ As I look around, they don't do it like my clique ♪

♪ Clique, clique, clique, clique ♪

Dan Campbell, what up dawg? I said

♪ And all these bad bitches, man, they want the ♪

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

♪ I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say ♪

♪ My block behind me, like I'm coming out the driveway ♪

♪ It's grind day, from Friday to next Friday ♪

♪ I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day ♪

♪ Wooh, she try and gimme that poon-tang ♪

♪ I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang ♪

♪ I'm rollin' with, ha, fuck I'm saying? ♪

♪ Girl, you know my crew name ♪

♪ You know 2 Chainz? ♪

♪ Skrrt! ♪

♪ I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne ♪

♪ But I'm the fuckin' villain, man ♪

♪ They kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin' ♪

♪ Freaky women I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin' ♪

♪ What a feelin' ♪

♪ Ah man, they gotta be ♪

♪ Young player from the D that's killing everything ♪

♪ That he see for the dough ♪

♪ Clique, clique, clique, clique ♪

♪ Ain't nobody fresher than my motherfuckin' clique ♪

♪ Clique, clique, clique, clique ♪

♪ I said, as I look around, they don't do it like my clique ♪

♪ Clique, clique, clique, clique ♪

♪ And all these bad bitches, man, they want the ♪

♪ Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go ♪

Now let me see them fucking hands.

♪ Hands up, hands up, hands up ♪

♪ Up high ♪

♪ Up high, up high, up high ♪

♪ To the motherfucking sky ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Oh my God ♪

♪ Now when I say Sean, you say Don ♪

-♪ Sean ♪ -♪ Don♪

-♪ Sean ♪ -♪ Don ♪

♪ When I say Don, you say life ♪

-♪ Don ♪ -♪ Life ♪

-♪ Don ♪ -♪ Life ♪

[cheering]

♪ My bitch drive an all-white Range ♪

♪ Couldn't hit it if you niggas had aim ♪

♪ Lames can't call and you a lame ♪

-♪ You had it ♪ -♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Nigga, I can buy a Bentley, don't talk to me ♪

♪ For a show 150, don't talk to me ♪

♪ You ain't never helped your mans, don't talk to me ♪

♪ You just follow all the trends, don't talk to me ♪

♪ Ayy, I set the bar, I'm the fuckin' bar ♪

♪ Look in the sky, I'm a fuckin' star ♪

♪ I don't fall in love 'cause I be lovin' hard ♪

♪ Do everything like my shirt, extra large ♪

♪ I don't care, I'll crash a Ghost ♪

♪ Got two cribs in two states, I be doing the most ♪

♪ I got white-folks money that I won't blow ♪

♪ And if you ask why, 'cause the white folks don't ♪

♪ Big bank take lil' bank, bank ♪

♪ Big bank take lil' bank, bank ♪

♪ Type of money you gon' need a safe ♪

♪ Type of money you gon' need a bank ♪

♪ From the hood, it's type of money make you stay awake ♪

♪ Type of money, she gon' let you put it in her face ♪

♪ Big bank take lil' bank, bank ♪

♪ Big bank take lil' bank ♪

♪ She said, "Whatchu' gon do if I leave?" ♪

♪ I said, "Bitch, I'ma do me" ♪

♪ B.I.G., bitch everything zoomed in ♪

♪ Big bag on me lookin' like I'm movin' in ♪

♪ Got my foot in the door and we still here ♪

♪ I'm a first generation millionaire ♪

♪ I broke the curse in my family not having shit ♪

♪ I'm passionate like girls ♪

♪ That's after more than just cash and dick ♪

♪ Feed me to the wolves, now I lead the pack and shit ♪

♪ You boys all cap, I'm more Colin Kaepernick ♪

♪ I'm rare as affordable health care ♪

♪ Or going to wealth from welfare ♪

♪ I turn my W's to M's, yeah, I flip those ♪

♪ I might buy her red bottoms with the crypto ♪

♪ Three coins, that'll pay ya whole semester ♪

♪ But you gotta ride it better than a Tesla ♪

♪ Big bank take lil' bank, bank ♪

♪ Big bank take lil' bank, bank ♪

♪ Type of money you gon' need a safe ♪

♪ Hey, type of money you gon' need a bank ♪

♪ From the hood, it's type of money make you stay awake ♪

♪ Type of money she gon' let you put it in her face ♪

♪ Big bank take lil' bank, bank ♪

♪ Let's go, let's go ♪

[cheering]

Y'all make some noise for YG!

You already know what it is.

L.A. makes some noise for Sean Don up in this motherfucker. Yeah!

♪ ♪

Hey, I don't really perform this song that much,

but it's a special night.

It's dedicated to all the ones who couldn't be with us.

You know what I'm saying?

All the ones that's missing the action.

Let me see them lights in the air.

Lights up. Cell phone lights up.

Let's go.

♪ Fuck rap, I'm a street legend ♪

Shout out to my nigga Nip.

♪ Block love me with a deep reverence ♪

♪ I was birthed in a C-section ♪

♪ Hella cops and police presence ♪

♪ We got opps so we keep weapons ♪

♪ We on y'all block while y'all eat breakfast ♪

♪ A lot of shots, we broke street records ♪

♪ Watch how you talk, I got reflexes ♪

♪ Watchin' your cheap necklace ♪

♪ Then we slide out the East exit ♪

♪ But every time we get to fuckin' niggas up ♪

♪ TMZ catch it ♪

♪ Y'all still learnin' street lessons? ♪

♪ From the mastermind, first you master grind ♪

♪ Then your team catch it ♪

♪ This time it's for the money, I don't need credit ♪

♪ And I'm the don 'cause the streets said it, look ♪

Y'all make some noise one-time for Nip, man.

R.I.P.

♪ Fuck rap, I'm a street legend ♪

♪ And I'm the don 'cause the streets said it ♪

♪ Block love me with a deep reverence ♪

♪ And I'm the don 'cause the streets said it ♪

♪ And I got pressure on me ♪

♪ Seven days a week, it's game seven on me ♪

♪ Life'll test you out, you live through that ♪

♪ That's testimony ♪

♪ Givin' them hell, but how in the hell ♪

♪ I got all these blessings on me? ♪

♪ Most of the girls I know addicted to social media ♪

♪ All the time they put in, they could've wrote encyclopedias ♪

♪ Mama said it only takes one time ♪

♪ To fuck up your whole Wikipedia ♪

♪ And as your son, I can see the type of light ♪

♪ That you see me in ♪

♪ After what happened to Nipsey, I reached out to Kendrick ♪

♪ It wasn't even no real issues there to begin with ♪

♪ Lack of communication and wrong information ♪

♪ From people fueled by their ego ♪

♪ It's like mixin' flames with diesel ♪

♪ Energy crazy, I realized that it's a two-way street ♪

♪ What's comin' is goin' ♪

♪ If it don't give you more, it drains you ♪

♪ Should be a billionaire based on the time off I'm not takin' ♪

♪ Probably why this shit with me ♪

♪ Get crazy and we lost a baby ♪

♪ And everybody around me think I'm the one ♪

♪ But we all just one of ones, and I'm walkin' out the crib ♪

♪ They ask me where I'm goin', I told them ♪

♪ "I'm going on another ten-year run" ♪

♪ Niggas is bangin' over blocks that they don't own ♪

♪ Thinkin' that's home ♪

♪ Boy, you think that's where you from? ♪

♪ You don't really know where you from ♪

♪ You don't how deep your roots is ♪

♪ Or what your ancestors had done ♪

♪ So, God bless all of the sons and daughters ♪

♪ Who knew they history so they knew ♪

♪ Where to take it farther ♪

♪ And all the ones that stuck with me like good barbers ♪

♪ Lookin' at my life story, God's a good author ♪

♪ Never was the loudest in the room, we move like ninjas ♪

♪ And if it cost your peace of mind ♪

♪ It might be too expensive ♪

♪ So I can't give you everything ♪

♪ That you want from me for free though ♪

♪ Get you one shot in life, you might not be able to reload ♪

♪ So advanced, I need all my advances ♪

♪ Bro hit me up for cash like we didn't have the same chances ♪

♪ My dad hit me up like, "Why I don't live in a mansion?" ♪

♪ I'm tryna focus, but baby girl ♪

♪ Keep holdin' my mind for ransom ♪

♪ And that ain't how it supposed to be ♪

♪ This man Hov got to a B ♪

♪ And his name Shawn too, I almost felt like it was me ♪

♪ Damn, I realized all my setbacks were inside of me ♪

♪ In high school, I learned chemistry, biology ♪

♪ But not how to cope with anxiety ♪

♪ Or how I could feel like I'm by myself on an island ♪

♪ With depression on all sides of me ♪

♪ With a Glock seventeen right on the side of me ♪

♪ Look, I ain't think I had the thought of suicide in me ♪

♪ Until life showed me all these different sides of me ♪

♪ Too many times I thought the reaper was outside for me ♪

♪ And how the fuck it's people ♪

♪ That never met me that hate me? ♪

♪ I wonder if they understand that I meditate daily ♪

♪ And feel like my life purpose is to give inspiration ♪

♪ Despite the hit songs that there's just no escapin' ♪

♪ That I take care of my family ♪

♪ And beat the odds that were deadly ♪

♪ You hate that, that just reflects ♪

♪ Your lack of succession, bless 'em ♪

♪ If it ain't Nipsey blue, it's Detroit blue ♪

♪ This that Detroit 2, I'm bringin' it back ♪

♪ To my hood like d-boys do ♪

♪ Gone ♪

[cheering]

Right new I want to get into some new shit.

Off "Better Me Than You."

I need to see the energy one time.

Hands to the sky, hands up, let's go.

Hands up, hands up.

Let's go!

♪ B-I-G, B-I-G, what are you sayin'? ♪

♪ My baby, this big as it gets ♪

♪ Run it up like my crib at the top of the hill ♪

♪ Really though, that's 'cause it is ♪

♪ Quit being so sensitive and takin' it personal ♪

♪ Baby, it's biz ♪

♪ I cut they ass off, but fuck it, though ♪

♪ Cut me a check, ho, it is what it is ♪

♪ Run that shit back, Turbo ♪

♪ Come on ♪

Are y'all having a good time in this motherfucker or what?

[cheering]

I need to see you give me the energy, let's go.

♪ Fuck all that hatin', that shit a disease ♪

♪ And they dyin' off ♪

♪ I got a goddess that just hopped up out of the pool ♪

♪ And she never dryin' off ♪

♪ Chef up the product, I put that bitch right ♪

♪ On the shelf and hell ya, it's flyin' off ♪

♪ Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, stupid? ♪

♪ We out here, baby, yeah, I'm signin' off ♪

♪ Boy, let's go ♪

♪ Whole different breed, you know? ♪

♪ My life a whole different degree, you know? ♪

♪ Trying to flip me a BMO, no wonder I'm capital PNO ♪

♪ On the west side of the D it was cold ♪

♪ Me and Tone in a Caprice, you know? ♪

♪ We had to print out all the CDs and plant all the seeds ♪

♪ And just roll up our sleeves, you know? ♪

♪ Understand, niggas came straight out the concrete ♪

♪ it wasn't no beach with no breeze, you know? ♪

♪ Mobbin like 'Pone, capeesh, you know? ♪

♪ 'Cause niggas need more than a piece, lil' hoe ♪

♪ Took too long to the top ♪

♪ Y'all too worried 'bout a fast track ♪

♪ Face all on the front page ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck about no backlash ♪

♪ I been backstabbed and laughed at ♪

♪ We gon' see who gets the fuckin' last laugh ♪

♪ And we doin' more number than ♪

♪ Still doin' more numbers than hashtags ♪

♪ Yeah, big business with a fat staff ♪

♪ In the crib alone, having flashbacks ♪

♪ Like, I really sacrificed it all ♪

♪ Fuck it, I wanted it that bad ♪

♪ B-I-G, B-I-G, what are you sayin'? ♪

♪ My baby, this big as it gets ♪

♪ Run it up like my crib at the top of the hill ♪

♪ Really though, that's 'cause it is ♪

♪ Quit being so sensitive and takin' it personal ♪

♪ Baby, it's biz ♪

♪ I cut they ass off, but fuck it, though ♪

♪ Cut me a check, ho, it is what it is ♪

♪ Bro, yo, yo, yo ♪

♪ Yo, yo, yo ♪

♪ Fuck it, it is what it is ♪

♪ It is ♪

♪ Fuck it, it is what it is ♪

[cheering]

♪ ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy ♪

♪ I've been waiting for you ♪

♪ I've been contemplating and debating for ya ♪

♪ I've got the bed ready, I've been laying for ya ♪

Off the "Better Me Than You" album, man.

Shout out my nigga Cash Cobain.

♪ Pulling on your hair, smacking on your ass ♪

♪ I had to get you back for acting like that ♪

♪ I had to get you back for acting like that ♪

♪ I had to get your ass back, bitch ♪

♪ Fucking up your spot, only I know that you got ♪

♪ 'Til it pops ♪

♪ Forgot you was mad ♪

♪ I had to get you back for acting like that ♪

♪ I had to get your ass back, bitch ♪

♪ I fuck you out of your clothes ♪

♪ I fuck you out of a bad day ♪

♪ She throwing ass for a nigga ♪

♪ Like I done went pro in this motherfucker like it's draft day ♪

♪ I'm in a whole other league with the pussy ♪

♪ I'm slutting and fucking her down ♪

♪ She shaking, I buckle her down ♪

♪ When we fuck, we ain't fucking around ♪

♪ So much respect on my name ♪

♪ It's a whole different thing when you touching the town ♪

♪ Ain't nobody touching you now ♪

♪ It's the owner that's shutting us down ♪

♪ Look, I know how to make that pussy talk ♪

♪ I know how to outline it in in chalk ♪

♪ Late for work and it's all my fault ♪

♪ Fuck your job, baby, I'm your new boss ♪

♪ Rip it off, now you need a new bra ♪

♪ Take the edge off like a Newport ♪

♪ I can lay you down to some R&B ♪

♪ Or I could fuck you in the car to Too $hort ♪

♪ She say you give the best hugs 'cause you too friendly ♪

♪ And if you touch another bitch, then that's too many ♪

♪ Acting like my fuckin' lawyer, she get too defensive ♪

♪ Bringing up old cases, tryna argue in it ♪

♪ Ain't finna fight with you even though I keep it too player ♪

♪ Talking all crazy but fuck it, I know what to do later ♪

♪ When I get to pulling on your hair ♪

♪ Smacking on your ass ♪

♪ I had to get you back for acting like that ♪

♪ I had to get you back for acting like that ♪

♪ I had to get your ass back, bitch ♪

♪ Fucking up your spot ♪

♪ Only I know that you got, 'til it pops ♪

♪ Forgot you was mad ♪

♪ I had to get you back for acting like that ♪

♪ I had to get your ass back, bitch ♪

Make some noise if you fuck with that "Better Me Than You" album, boy.

[cheering]

♪ Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass ♪

♪ Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass ♪

♪ Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass ♪

♪ Okay, stop ♪

♪ Now make that motherfucker Hammer time like ♪

♪ Go stupid, go stupid ♪

♪ Yo, jump, yeah, yo jump ♪

Yeah, where all my ladies at? Make some noise!

♪ Wobbledy wobbledy, wo-wobble wobble ♪

♪ I'm stacking my paper, my wallet look like a Bible ♪

♪ I got girlies half naked, that shit look like the grotto ♪

♪ How your waist anorexic and then your ass is colossal? ♪

♪ Like woo ♪

♪ Drop that ass, make it boomerang ♪

♪ Take my belt off, bitch I'm Pootie Tang ♪

♪ Tippy tow, tippy tay, you gon' get a tip today ♪

♪ You know what? Fuck that, you gon' get some dick today ♪

♪ I walk in with my crew, and I'm breaking they necks ♪

♪ I'm looking all good, I'm making her wet ♪

♪ They pay me respect, they pay me in checks ♪

♪ And if she look good, she pay me in sex ♪

♪ Do it, bounce that ass, it's the roundest ♪

♪ Ooh, you're the best, you deserve a crown, bitch ♪

♪ Right on that ass ♪

♪ Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass ♪

♪ Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass ♪

♪ Ass, ass, ass, ass, ass Ass, ass ♪

♪ Stop, now make that motherfucker ♪

♪ Go stupid ♪

♪ Boi, boi, boi, boi ♪

You having a good time? Make some fucking noise, man.

[cheering]

Yo, I've been doing this for a long time.

It's funny how time really don't be real how fast it go, man.

You know, I think I put my first mixtape out in 2007.

"Finally Famous, Volume One."

And then I put my first album out in 2011.

You know what I'm saying?

And it's been on ever since.

It's been quite a journey.

So I just want to say to anybody

who goes through the ups and downs of life like we all do,

just know it's always temporary

and it's something that you're going

to look back on and love, man.

So right now I want to take it back to the first album.

Again, let's see.

Let's see if y'all remember this one. Let's go.

♪ Hands up in the air ♪

Hands up, hands up.

♪ I just want the, I just want the ♪

♪ Baddest bitch in the world right here on my lap ♪

Yeah, yeah, okay.

Y'all don't give a fuck about anything else but feeling good, hands up.

♪ Like it's my last ♪

♪ I swear I'ma swear I'ma Gonna do it like I never have ♪

♪ A-a-all ♪

♪ A-a-a-all ♪

♪ Like I like I never had it at ♪

♪ A-a-all ♪

This shit bring back memories, don't it?

♪ Okay, now where that alcohol? ♪

♪ You ain't even got to ask ♪

♪ 'Cause I'ma drink it all like, like it's my last ♪

♪ She a seven in the face, but a ten in the ass ♪

♪ And she even look better by the end of my glass ♪

♪ See, I just walked in fresher than ♪

♪ The Certs off in this muhfucka ♪

♪ I'ma need the baddest broad to twerk off in this muhfucka ♪

♪ I'ma go hard until it hurts off in this muhfucka ♪

♪ I'm a boss, so you gotta work off in this muhfucka ♪

♪ And I can get you anythin' you want ♪

♪ I could, I could, I could, I could put you on ♪

♪ See, you look like Beyoncé, so do it like Beyon-- ♪

♪ Do it, do it like Beyoncé, and put it on Sean ♪

♪ Grind hard, but got a lot to show for it ♪

♪ Always had drive like I had to chauffeur it ♪

♪ My team's so true, we should get a camera crew ♪

♪ To follow us around and make a show for us ♪

♪ And I'ma hit this drink up like it's my last ♪

♪ I'ma, I'ma hit this night up like it's my last ♪

♪ I'ma, I'ma hit this ass up like it's my last ♪

♪ I swear I'ma, swear I'ma do it like I ♪

♪ Like I never had it at ♪

♪ A-a-a-all ♪

♪ A-a-a-all ♪

♪ Like I, like I never had it at a-a-a-all ♪

Hey, one more time, hands to the sky.

Hands up, now let me see you go.

This side, this side, this side.

If you feel like it's a record, but them hands up.

Go, go, go, go.

Get up.

All right, let's see if y'all remember this one.

♪ ♪

[cheering]

You ready?

♪ When you said it was over ♪

♪ You shot right through my heart ♪

♪ Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? ♪

♪ Ooh, I was so mad ♪

♪ I should've seen this coming right from the start ♪

♪ You should beware, beware, beware ♪

♪ Of what? ♪

♪ Of a woman with a broken heart ♪

Let me see you bounce.

♪ Yeah, praying to a sky all black ♪

♪ Looking at the stars like they finna talk back ♪

♪ Looking at my phone like she finna call back ♪

♪ But last night I feel like probably ended all that ♪

♪ 'Cause by now, she woulda sent a text in all caps ♪

♪ Then another one tryna take it all back ♪

♪ Saying "Fuck you," "I miss you," ♪

♪ Or "I hate you so much" ♪

♪ 'Cause girls only say "hate you" to the guys that they love ♪

♪ I know, I know, I know ♪

♪ The highs, the lows it comes, it goes ♪

♪ You say "Be real," I try, I don't ♪

♪ 'Cause you take anything and just make it everything ♪

♪ Kept my phone on silent ever since ♪

♪ You got a ring, funny, right? ♪

♪ And I never cheated; I mean, maybe once or twice ♪

♪ But one time don't change everything ♪

♪ She ask why I don't feel the same, I'm still the same ♪

♪ She's still insane and now she's saying ♪

♪ When you said it was over ♪

♪ You shot right through my heart ♪

♪ Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? ♪

♪ Ooh, I was so mad ♪

♪ I should've seen this coming right from the start ♪

♪ You should beware, beware, beware ♪

♪ Of what? ♪

♪ Of a woman with a broken heart ♪

♪ Baby, last time calling me baby ♪

♪ Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy ♪

♪ Baby, last time calling me baby ♪

♪ Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy ♪

One more time.

♪ When you said it was over ♪

♪ You shot right through my heart ♪

♪ Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart? ♪

♪ Ooh, I was so mad ♪

♪ I should've seen this coming right from the start ♪

♪ You should beware, beware, beware ♪

Okay.

♪ Of a woman with a broken heart ♪

Thank you so much, Jhené.

[cheering]

Make some noise for Jhené Aiko one time.

Yes, sir.

Y'all having a good time tonight or what, man?

[cheering]

You know...

I hope everyone realizes this is a lesson

I had to learn on hard way,

that you gotta take care of yourself

so you can take care of everything else

you gotta tend to.

You gotta make sure you take that time out.

See, I learned that shit the hard way.

Always trying to be there for everybody

doing everything you can.

And that's how you should be if that's how you are.

But I realize that you gotta take care of yourself.

One of the biggest lessons I learned

is how to set boundaries for myself.

That's one of the biggest lessons

I learned, like, this year.

And it's really hard when you have a repertoire,

when you already have years in with somebody.

And they confuse you for the old you.

They think that you haven't grown at all.

They think that you're still the same person

from 2015, 2016, whatever it is, right?

And when you try and set those boundaries up,

some people weed out of your life.

Some people naturally fade off and fall off out of your life.

And the ones that are meant to be there,

the ones who really love you, respect you.

Because they realize it's not all about them.

So, right now, I want to get into one of my favorite songs

off the new album, "Better Me Than You", "Boundaries."

Let's go.

♪ I look up ♪

♪ Hey, I gotta start settin' boundaries ♪

♪ 'Cause everybody want a part of me, now I'm a piece of me ♪

♪ Been dealin' with the part of me that people hardly see ♪

♪ Look, I gotta fall back and just get organized ♪

♪ You know, soak off in the sun rays and get fortified ♪

♪ I gotta start back wakin' up early mornin' time ♪

♪ I gotta feed my soul, 'cause it's cryin' out ♪

♪ I gotta execute, no more tryin' now ♪

♪ I could tell you I'm doin' well, but it's dryin' out ♪

♪ I gotta pour back into the things that make me smile ♪

♪ I see the world on fire when I step out the house ♪

♪ I gotta pay attention to everythin' I'm puttin' out ♪

♪ No more setbacks, it's time for the get-backs ♪

♪ Killed my old habits dead, somehow they crept back ♪

♪ Made it from the underground, they wishin' I'd trip back ♪

♪ Wan' bury me alive, but I thrive in the pitch-black ♪

♪ My favorite question I used to ask is "God, why me?" ♪

♪ But God don't give what you want ♪

♪ God give you what you need ♪

♪ You don't regret havin' a child, but havin' it with him? ♪

♪ Until you have miscarriages ♪

♪ And realize giving birth's the most magical thing ♪

♪ And we don't choose them, they choose us as worthy beings ♪

♪ Understand your word's like a double-edge sword ♪

♪ So when you cut things off ♪

♪ A little bit of blood on that blade just might be yours ♪

♪ Remember, time ain't runnin' out, ♪

♪ Life just runnin' its course ♪

♪ And life ain't life if it's feelin' forced ♪

♪ That's why I gotta start settin' boundaries ♪

♪ 'Cause everybody want a part of me, now I'm a piece of me ♪

♪ Been dealin' with the part of me that people hardly see ♪

♪ I gotta fall back and just get organized ♪

♪ You know, soak off in the sun rays and get fortified ♪

♪ I gotta start back wakin' up early mornin' time ♪

♪ I gotta feed my soul, 'cause it's cryin' out ♪

♪ You see, I gotta execute, no more tryin' now ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

Is there anybody who ever been in a place

where you ain't like yourself,

where you think you ain't love yourself.

I read something this morning that said,

on this level of existence, we all are separate,

but other than that, we're made from the same exact thing.

Every living thing on this earth

is made from the same exact thing.

And what that thing is is love,

If you don't have enough,

if your mind is playing tricks on you

and you think you don't love yourself,

understand you are a labor of love.

You were made out of love.

So I want you to know that whatever

you're going through, you're not alone.

This next one I want to dedicate to...

Mildred Virginia Leonard and all the strong Black women out there, I said...

♪ I hope you learn to make it on your own ♪

♪ And if you love yourself, just know you'll never be alone ♪

♪ I hope that you get everything you want and that you chose ♪

♪ I hope that it's the realest thing that you ever know ♪

♪ Hope you get the pretty girls that's pretty at everything ♪

♪ Million-dollar cribs, havin' million dollar dreams ♪

♪ And when you get it all, just remember one thing ♪

♪ Remember one thing, that one man could change the world ♪

♪ That one man could change the world ♪

Thank you.

If you're feeling blessed to be here, make some noise, man.

Yeah.

I swear to God, let's go.

♪ I feel blessed ♪

♪ Way up, I feel blessed ♪

♪ One more time, I said ♪

♪ Way up, I feel blessed ♪

♪ I said ♪

♪ I live the life I deserve, blessed ♪

♪ Fuck a vacay, I feel better at work ♪

♪ I'm saying I mean, whatever it's worth, ♪

♪ I give whatever I'm worth ♪

♪ For my niggas who gon' go to Hell and back for me ♪

♪ I'ma give 'em Heaven on Earth ♪

♪ Or a hell of a check, yeah, whichever come first ♪

♪ Blessings on blessings on blessings ♪

♪ Look at my life, man, that's lessons on lessons on lessons ♪

♪ I treat the beat like it's a reverend ♪

♪ I tell the truth like ♪

♪ "Father, forgive me, these are all my confessions" ♪

♪ See, this wasn't luck, it was destined ♪

♪ I done lost homies who been with me since Ed, Edd n Eddy ♪

♪ Who flip like confetti ♪

♪ And then when you back, they back to call you "dog" ♪

♪ That shit get-get petty ♪

♪ Bitch, don't give no dap to me, nigga ♪

♪ You know, the funny thing about talking behind my back ♪

♪ Is that it just keep coming back to me, nigga ♪

♪ Was off for a sec, now it's back to me, nigga ♪

♪ You mad at me ♪

♪ This ain't what I want, man, this what it had to be ♪

♪ This is that late night working after three, man ♪

♪ This is why my old girl was mad at me ♪

♪ This why I'm your majesty, man ♪

♪ The clique is the tightest, the pussy the tightest ♪

♪ The drinks are the coldest, the future the brightest ♪

♪ The feat not divided, the love is divided ♪

♪ And I just gotta thank God that we got it ♪

♪ Blessed ♪

♪ I don't know what I would do without it ♪

♪ Crew look like we robbed a bank, but all we make is deposits ♪

♪ Your prophet will profit, oh God ♪

♪ I'm here for a good time, not a long time, you know I ♪

♪ I haven't had a good time in a long time, you know I ♪

♪ I swear to God I'm way up, I feel blessed ♪

♪ One more time I said I'm way up, I feel blessed ♪

♪ I'm saying straight up, straight up ♪

♪ Way up, I feel blessed ♪

♪ I'm saying straight up, straight up ♪

♪ Way up, I feel blessed ♪

♪ Thank you, God, because ♪

♪ Way up, I feel blessed ♪

♪ Oh my God, I swear ♪

♪ Way up, I feel blessed ♪

[cheering]

Yeah.

Yeah... yeah.

How the fuck y'all feeling tonight, y'all good?

[cheering]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I said...

♪ You a yes man, I'm a rich boy ♪

♪ Throw some Ds on her ♪

♪ I'm a breast man, I'ma skeet on her, make a mess ♪

♪ And she gon' look up to me, I'm who she proud of ♪

♪ I come from where it's hustlers, pimps, players and don dadas ♪

♪ Go, go, go ♪

♪ Go, go, go let's go! ♪

♪ Let's go, hey, hey ♪

♪ New shit might get spooky, had to bring the ways back ♪

♪ Stupid lil' bitch wan' reminisce ♪

♪ About some shit from way back ♪

♪ When you slackin' on the job ♪

♪ That's when they try and take that ♪

♪ Niggas really think they cutthroat ♪

♪ 'Cause they talkin' out they necks ♪

♪ Why don't you get out your feelings? ♪

♪ Middle fingers to these niggas ♪

♪ They wanna see me turn to the villain ♪

♪ Either way though, I'ma kill 'em ♪

♪ When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, ♪

♪ "No, motherfucker, yes" ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ When they tried to tell me, "No," ♪

♪ I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ Fuck you mean? My life real GTA ♪

♪ And I need a payment in ETH ♪

♪ Right now the motherfucker ETA ♪

♪ And I be the champ, nigga, year after year, after year ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm goin' three-peat wave ♪

♪ I ain't droppin' no dime, you boys cheapskates ♪

♪ And I'm stickin' to the course, no PGA ♪

♪ Hoes plottin' on me, that's so cliché ♪

♪ Five-star suite, five-star general ♪

♪ Yeah, bitch, and I'm goin' AWOL ♪

♪ This team more racks than an 8-ball ♪

♪ On a jersey and a nigga don't play ball? ♪

♪ Stupid niggas been like "What you been on?" ♪

♪ I said, "A fuckin' rocket, bitch, ♪

♪ I'm 'bout to go take off" ♪

♪ Me, I'ma fly my own PJ, fuck you mean? ♪

♪ Top flight security of the world, Craig ♪

♪ Goofy-ass highs ♪

♪ Niggas got my name in they mouth ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm all in their girl head ♪

♪ I stuck to the code, boy, they can't decode me ♪

♪ If they pushin' my buttons, it's code red ♪

♪ Twenty thousand bitches prayin' that we break up ♪

♪ You that nigga, why you sleepin'? ♪

♪ I'm him when I wake up ♪

♪ Yeah, holy matrimony where I stack the cake up ♪

♪ This right here the realest game I probably ever gave up ♪

♪ When they tried to tell me, "No," ♪

♪ I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ When they tried to tell me, "No," ♪

♪ I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes ♪

Let's go, Buddha, let's go.

♪ I would rather give y'all my soul ♪

♪ I don't have to sell it ♪

♪ Might take a piss off your rap Mount Rushmore after I scale it ♪

♪ Blue strips when I do hit the strip ♪

♪ Know we fuckin' it up like Elvis ♪

♪ No broke talk, GOAT talk ♪

♪ Money talkin' to me, like I don't need ♪

♪ No motherfuckin' therapist ♪

♪ Brought it right back to the crib ♪

♪ Like it's nowhere else to go ♪

♪ I was in North Carolina ♪

♪ Throwin' up them pyramids with Hov ♪

♪ Confirmation that my ancestors built pyramids, for sure ♪

♪ Nothin' happens by coincidence, it's written in the scrolls ♪

♪ Fuckin' wifey types like hoes ♪

♪ I can't even put on my clothes, bitch, I gotta go ♪

♪ Pockets so deep, it implodes ♪

♪ Who keepin' up with the score? I don't plateau ♪

♪ Ye back up in that mode ♪

♪ And I don't weigh no pros or no cons 'cause I only know pros ♪

♪ Fuck what you tellin' me ♪

♪ I lay the play down to run this bitch ♪

♪ I think they tellin' me, "No" ♪

[cheering]

♪ Aw damn, I'm illuminated, man ♪

♪ I knew I'd make it and I get that shit accumulatin' ♪

♪ Never throwing money out, I boomerang it ♪

♪ Finally famous over everything ♪

♪ That's a numerator, weed lit, yeah, it's luminated ♪

♪ Room lookin' like it's fumigated ♪

♪ Bitch, my crew invaded ♪

♪ When I walk in, man, they body to body ♪

♪ Hol' up everybody, don't worry, man, I got it, I got it ♪

♪ I need a hundred dollar bill, photocopy the email and copy ♪

♪ Man, I'm going hard all season ♪

♪ These hoes goin' both ways, offense, defense ♪

♪ Livin' life on the deep end, F-F allegiance ♪

♪ Beat the odds and got even ♪

♪ What you think, that we just started, nigga? ♪

♪ Boy, the sword just got sharpened, nigga ♪

♪ This ain't war, we just sparring, nigga ♪

♪ I was on the rooftop with my nigga Mike Carson, nigga ♪

♪ Shootin' that "Too Fake" video, my nigga ♪

♪ We all in, we set ourselves apart from all our apartments ♪

♪ Was up in Florida, no Marlins, nigga ♪

♪ I'm that Sean, no Marlon, nigga, uh ♪

♪ Look at my girl nigga, fuck yo' bae list ♪

♪ Fuck yo' night list, fuck yo' day list ♪

♪ Fuck yo' playlist ♪

♪ I'm from the D, fuck your A-list ♪

♪ I been working eight days a week ♪

♪ I don't even know what the fuck today is ♪

♪ I hit the booth and I just went Super Saiyan ♪

♪ I run with the purp like I play with the Ravens ♪

♪ These bitches rant and rave, I hope I never have to go ♪

♪ Back watching Everybody Loves Raymond ♪

♪ Eating ramen, nigga, this paradise ♪

♪ Life's a fucking paradox and pair of dice ♪

♪ If they not rolling with you, then they parasites ♪

♪ Nigga, I had that vision, it was ClearSight ♪

♪ Nigga, Sean Don ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Bad news, bad news ♪

♪ You don't want me, but I want you ♪

♪ Bad news, bad news ♪

♪ I can't stop dreamin' about you ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah ♪

♪ Nah, nah, nah, nah ♪

♪ Lettin' go this time ♪

♪ You crossed the line, I'm done with that ♪

♪ Disrespect, ain't havin' that ♪

♪ You say you don't give a fuck, but you so attached ♪

♪ Not too worried 'bout you fuckin' other niggas now ♪

♪ Build me up and now my ego just won't let me down ♪

♪ Take me down, protect me how? ♪

♪ Just let me drown ♪

♪ I always let you down ♪

♪ Too much time, I'm done with that ♪

♪ I'm lettin' go, you crossed the line ♪

♪ It's no comin' back, gotta see the signs ♪

♪ I'm not goin' back 'cause you say it's fine ♪

♪ I swear, waste of time, dirty ♪

♪ Ain't worthy, ain't worth me ♪

♪ Got my phone blowin' up, like Kirby ♪

♪ How we together, but you tryin' to curve me? ♪

♪ How we together, but you curve me? ♪

♪ How you say you love me, but you always hurt me? ♪

♪ Even you told me you don't deserve me ♪

♪ And then talk down on me, like I ain't worthy ♪

♪ Tryin' to move forward, but you want to reverse me ♪

♪ To a place where we wasn't workin' ♪

♪ Actin' sweet, no, you gon' desert me ♪

♪ Talkin' all spiritual and all churchy ♪

♪ Say you on my team, I can't find a jersey ♪

♪ Know you gon' find somethin', you keep searchin' ♪

♪ Who you fuckin' with, don't concern me ♪

♪ Unless you really cold enough to burn me ♪

♪ And if it ain't no time, then we can't be rushed ♪

♪ How your friends gon' hate on us? ♪

♪ When they was the ones that messed us up ♪

♪ If it was them, they wouldn't pass me up ♪

♪ If you trust me, it can't be much ♪

♪ Awkward silence, every time we talk ♪

♪ All the problems keep pilin' up ♪

♪ You ain't never gon' love the full me ♪

♪ You ain't never gon' back me up ♪

♪ You ain't never gon' set me free ♪

♪ And let the one for me snatch me up ♪

♪ You want to need me and want to bleed me ♪

♪ But never there to come patch me up ♪

♪ When you think it through, is it good for you? ♪

♪ Just remember you is only half of us ♪

♪ Remember you is just half of us ♪

♪ Remember you is just half of us ♪

♪ I'm done with you ♪

♪ Too many times ♪

♪ Turn it off, be alone ♪

♪ I'd rather be on my own ♪

♪ All alone Run along ♪

♪ All alone, all alone ♪

♪ Black void, Black boy ♪

♪ All alone, all alone ♪

♪ Came into it, just like how I'm goin' home ♪

Y'all feeling the vibes out there, or what?

♪ All alone ♪

♪ All alone ♪

♪ Black void ♪

You guys, make some motherfucking noise, man.

[cheering]

I love that.

You know... one of the best things that ever happened to me

is becoming a dad, and, uh...

[cheering]

This next one, this next one is about that.

Let's go.

I'm gonna have some help from North Carolina A&T Fellowship choir behind me.

You know what I'm saying?

♪ Got to get on up ♪

I wanna dedicate this one to my son, Noah Hasani.

♪ Got to get on up ♪

Daddy love you so much, boy.

♪ Got to get on up ♪

And everybody just workin' through what they workin' through

You know what I'm sayin'?

Everybody makin' the best with what they got.

Look, look.

♪ I know some OGs always working but they never paid ♪

♪ Finding their way but shit it got to be a better way ♪

♪ The older that I get I'm feeling the resemblance ♪

♪ I look into my son's eyes and still see his innocence ♪

♪ I see my inner child in him and still the remnants ♪

♪ Will he lose it to the world, is it imminent? ♪

♪ Or is it something me and his mama had instilled in him? ♪

♪ Any confidence you lose you could build again ♪

♪ Look, he only nine months barely sitting up ♪

♪ He almost fell over ♪

♪ I caught him, told him ♪

♪ Got to get on up ♪

♪ I'm only making plays now to pass it on ♪

♪ One day my baby gon' have babies and I'm gon' be gone ♪

♪ The way time moving, it really won't be long ♪

♪ I pray I'm there for every memory you want me on ♪

♪ I gotta teach him that it's more than a rat race ♪

♪ More than a cash chase, and if you chase cash ♪

♪ That just means that it's running away ♪

♪ Instead of turning what you love into a company ♪

♪ And watch the money come to me ♪

♪ My what has the world done to me? ♪

♪ Judging people off of how they look ♪

♪ Not what they done for me ♪

♪ "Don't assume" is number three of The Four Agreements ♪

♪ I gotta start applying everything ♪

♪ That I've been reading ♪

♪ It seemed like the tragedy of losing kids will never calm ♪

♪ I think about Trayvon, Breon, my neighbor Deshaun ♪

♪ Praying for protection for my family ♪

♪ And that he keep his hands on me ♪

♪ To fight through this insanity ♪

♪ I lay down, tryna figure out the rest ♪

♪ Close my eyes, picture heaven, and it's where I'm at ♪

♪ Got to get on up ♪

♪ Get up, hey ♪

♪ Got to get on up, now ♪

♪ And you can't sit down ♪

♪ Got to get on up ♪

♪ Got to get on up now ♪

♪ And you can't sit down ♪

♪ Got to get on up now ♪

♪ You get up, you get up ♪

♪ Got to get on up now♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ Got to get on up, now ♪

♪ You get up You get up ♪

Y'all make some noise

for the amazing musicians on stage with me as well.

You got Emir on the keys from Philly.

You got Casey on the guitar.

You got my brother, DJ Mo-Beatz, Detroit's own

on the ones and twos.

You got Buddah on the bass, man.

And last but not least, you got Henry on the drums.

Y'all make some noise for him.

[cheering]

Along with A&T's Fellowship Choir in the back.

Making me sound so good tonight.

One more time, make some noise for 'em, man.

[cheering]

♪ ♪

And, um...

it's been a motherfucking fun night with you guys.

I can't lie. If you had fun tonight, make some noise.

[cheering]

It's not over yet. It's not over yet.

But I can just say that, uh...

You know, it's been a long journey.

It's been a long time coming here.

I've seen a lot of people come and go.

And the fact I still get to do this,

the fact I still get to make music,

the fact that I live the life I live,

and I got my family around me, I just got to say

thank you for that.

There's more new music coming.

But if y'all ready to turn this shit up some more tonight,

let me hear you make some noise. You ready?

Let me see you bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.

Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.

I need to hear you scream this shit.

One, two.

♪ I don't fuck with you ♪

♪ Oh, shit, hey ♪

♪ You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' wit'chu ♪

♪ Uh-uh, uh-uh ♪

♪ You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' wit'chu ♪

♪ Nope, nope, nope Why is that? ♪

♪ I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do ♪

♪ Than to do what? ♪

♪ Than to be fuckin' with you ♪

♪ Hey sing that shit ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck ♪

♪ I don't, I don't ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck, bitch, I don't give a ♪

♪ Fuck about you, or anything that you do ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck ♪

♪ Look, I heard you got a new man, I see you takin' a pic ♪

♪ Then you post it up, thinkin' that it's makin' me sick ♪

♪ Brr brr, I see you callin', I be makin' it quick ♪

♪ I'ma answer that shit like, "I don't fuck wit' you ♪

♪ Chu, bitch, I got no feelings to go ♪

♪ I swear I had it up to here, I got no ceilings to go ♪

♪ I mean, for real, fuck how you feel ♪

♪ Fuck your two cents if it ain't goin' towards the bill, yeah ♪

♪ And every day I wake up celebratin' shit, why? ♪

♪ 'Cause I just dodged a bullet from a crazy bitch, I ♪

♪ Stuck to my guns that's what made me rich ♪

♪ That's what put me on, that's what got me here ♪

♪ That's what made me this ♪

♪ And everything that I do is my first name ♪

♪ These hoes chase bread, aw damn, she got a bird brain ♪

♪ Ain't nothin' but trill in me, aw man, silly me ♪

♪ I just bought a crib, three stories; that bitch a trilogy ♪

♪ And you know I'm rollin' weed that's fuckin' up the ozone ♪

♪ I got a bitch that text me she ain't got no clothes on ♪

♪ And then another one text then your ass next ♪

♪ And I'ma text your ass back, like ♪

♪ I don't fuck wit' you ♪

♪ Reals, reals, reals, reals ♪

♪ You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' wit'chu ♪

♪ Uh-uh, uh-uh ♪

♪ You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' wit'chu ♪

♪ No, no Why's that? ♪

♪ I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do ♪

West Coast, y'all make some noise.

We're going to go for this shit.

♪ I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck, bitch, I don't give a ♪

♪ Fuck about you, or anything that you do ♪

♪ Don't give a what? ♪

♪ Hawoo ♪

♪ Got a million things on my mind ♪

♪ Executive deals online, limited amount of time ♪

♪ Chasin' these dollar signs and you ain't on your grind ♪

♪ You liable to find me up in the MGM casino in the D ♪

♪ Fuckin' off fetti I could've put on property ♪

♪ From the Bay to the Murder Mitten ♪

♪ My niggas put murder missions ♪

♪ She choosin', that's her decision ♪

♪ Free my niggas in prison ♪

♪ On the phone with a bitch who can't do shit ♪

♪ For a pimp but make a nigga hella rich ♪

♪ Got a blunt in my dental, blowin' hemp in a rental ♪

♪ On my way to Sacramento, late night; Arsenio ♪

♪ I'm never sentimental, go hard or go homeless ♪

♪ Barely Harley, I'm chromeless ♪

♪ You might end up domeless ♪

♪ I bet you she into me, her cheddar, she givin' me ♪

♪ I'll make a bitch stand outside forever ♪

♪ Like the Statue of Liberty ♪

♪ Rest in pimp, Pimp C, underground king of the South ♪

♪ I raise my styrofoam up, and pour some drink in my mouth ♪

♪ Why you always comin' around with bad news? ♪

♪ Say you want me to win, but hope I lose ♪

♪ Askin' if I rock with other niggas in the crew ♪

♪ But them niggas cool ♪

♪ It's just that, bitch ♪

♪ I ain't fuckin' wit' you ♪

Sing that shit, Sean!

♪ You lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' wit'chu ♪

♪ Ayy ♪

♪ You lil', you lil' dumb ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' wit'chu ♪

♪ Why's that, why's that, why's that ♪

♪ I got a million trillion things I'd rather fuckin' do ♪

♪ Than to do what? ♪

♪ Than to be fuckin' with you, lil' stupid ass ♪

Bring that shit, Sean!

♪ I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck ♪

Middle fingers up!

♪ I don't give a fuck, bitch, I don't give a ♪

♪ Fuck about you, or anything that you do ♪

♪ Don't give a fuck about you, or anything that you do ♪

Sing that shit with your chest.

♪ I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck, I don't, I don't ♪

♪ I don't give a fuck, bitch, I don't give a ♪

♪ What? ♪

One more hand, hands in the air, hands up!

♪ I got a new chick that I gotta thank God for ♪

♪ I got a new whip that I gotta thank the lot for ♪

♪ Yeah, I got a lot, but want a lot more ♪

♪ Yeah, we in the buildin', but I'm tryna ♪

♪ Take it to the top floor ♪

♪ I swear I hear some new bullshit every day I'm wakin' up ♪

♪ It seem like nowadays everybody breakin' up ♪

♪ That shit can break ya down, if you lose a good girl ♪

♪ I guess you need a bad bitch to come around and make it up ♪

♪ I guess drama makes for the best content ♪

♪ Everything got a bad side, even a conscience ♪

♪ Now you're drinkin' 'til you're unconscious ♪

♪ Feel me When you get a fine bitch, ♪

♪ Just don't forget to read the fine print ♪

♪ Life got me meditatin' like I'm in the Himalayas ♪

♪ Keep it G with the L lit on me like the elevator ♪

♪ Yeah, I know that karma too real, so I hope you doin' cool ♪

♪ But still stupid ass bitch, Is ain't fuckin' wit'chu ♪

Where y'all at? Make some noise!

♪ Stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' I aint fuckin' witchu ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Lil' stupid ass bitch, I ain't fuckin' I aint fuckin' witchu ♪

[cheering]

Y'all make some noise for E40 in this motherfucker, dawg.

I can't remember the last time we performed this song together, man.

There's been many moons, but we're right here.

There's been many moons, there's been many moons.

'Cause you know, Detroit and the bay like...

One more before you get out of here.

You two, you two, Buddah. I gotta get one more out of you.

Yo!

Yo!

Yo!

Yo!

Yo!

Where my party people at, make some noise!

[cheering]

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

♪ Go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ♪

-♪ Come on, tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

♪ Go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ♪

♪ Look here, Jesus Christ had dreads, so shake em ♪

♪ I ain't got none, but I'm planning on growing some ♪

♪ Imagine all the Hebrews going dumb ♪

♪ Dancing on top of chariots and turning tight ones ♪

♪ Ooh, tell me when to go ♪

♪ Talking on my Ghettro on the way to the store ♪

♪ My second or third trip ♪

0♪ Some Henny, some Swishers and some Listerine strips ♪

♪ Dr. Greenthumb lips, just to ease my thoughts ♪

♪ Not just the cops, but the homies you got to watch ♪

♪ The moon is full, look at the dark clouds ♪

♪ Sitting in my scraper, watching Oakland Gone Wild, ta-dow ♪

♪ I don't bump mainstream, I knock underground ♪

♪ All that other shit, sugarcoated and watered down ♪

♪ I'm from the Bay where we hyphy and go dumb ♪

♪ From the soil where them rappers be getting their lingo from ♪

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

♪ Go ♪

♪ Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ♪

-♪ Come on, tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

♪ Go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ♪

♪ Now let me direct traffic for a minute ♪

♪ Now, let me tell you about this hyphy movement ♪

-Let's go, Storm! -♪ We got going in the Bay ♪

♪ When I say something you say it right back at me, you smell me? ♪

♪ We're gonna do it like this right here ♪

♪ Ghostride the whip ♪

♪ Ghostride the whip ♪

♪ Now scrape, scrape, scrape, scrape ♪

♪ Put your stunna shades on ♪

♪ Put your stunna shades on ♪

♪ Now gas, brake, dip, dip ♪

♪ Gas, brake, dip, dip ♪

♪ Shake them dreads ♪

♪ Shake them dreads ♪

♪ Let me see you show your grill ♪

♪ Let me see you show your grill ♪

♪ Now thizz face, thizz face ♪

♪ Thizz face, thizz face ♪

♪ Doors open, mayne ♪

-♪ Doors open, mayne ♪ -Let's go, Storm, let's go, Storm.

♪ Now watch em swang, watch em swang ♪

♪ Watch em swang, watch em swang ♪

♪ Go stupid, go, go ♪

♪ Go stupid, go, go ♪

-♪ Come on, tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

♪ Go ♪

♪ Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ♪

-♪ Come on, tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

-♪ Tell me when to go ♪ -♪ Tell me when to go ♪

♪ Go ♪

♪ Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb ♪

Y'all make some noise for the fucking legend.

That's golden and shit, man.

[cheering]

-Love you, family. -Me, too, thank you.

-I appreciate y'all. -I appreciate y'all.

Thank you for coming through for me, dawg.

Come on. Every time, family. Love ya.

Every time.

I love y'all, thank you.

[cheering]

Y'all act like this isn't the GOAT walking off stage right now.

Make some noise for E40 in this bitch, man.

[cheering]

He ain't dropped nothing but game

since he came in this motherfucker, man.

It's an honor to be up here sharing that stage with him.

But before I get out of here...

Let's do one more. Fuck it.

Y'all ready for one more? Let's go.

[cheering]

♪ ♪

Y'all ever been through something real...

and came out like a champion?

I need to hear you sing this shit.

♪ Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy ♪

♪ Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back ♪

♪ Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks ♪

♪ Knew that ass was real when I hit, it bounce back ♪

♪ You ain't getting checks ♪

♪ Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back ♪

♪ Boy, I been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back ♪

♪ D town LAX, every week I bounce back ♪

♪ If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back ♪

♪ Don't owe nobody, owe nobody ♪

♪ Always on the fuckin' job, I got no hobbies ♪

♪ Got the city rocking 'cause I'm homegrown ♪

♪ Vibin' out more than my phone though ♪

♪ Leave me 'lone, me on my own though ♪

♪ Look, I cut that bitch off like a edit ♪

♪ My daddy a G, it's genetics ♪

♪ I heard ya new shit, it's pathetic ♪

♪ Ya contract should be shredded ♪

♪ Took my dogs on a private jet from the public housing ♪

♪ I kept it G, yeah, one thousand ♪

♪ Clique star-studded like the Paramount mountain ♪

♪ Everything I do is righteous ♪

♪ Betting on me is the right risk ♪

♪ Even in a fucking crisis ♪

♪ I'm never on some switching sides shit ♪

♪ I switch gears to the night shift ♪

♪ Blacking out 'cause I'm enlightened ♪

♪ God talk to me in silence ♪

♪ But I hear him every time, man ♪

Let's go!

♪ Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back ♪

♪ Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks ♪

♪ Knew that ass was real when I hit, it bounce back ♪

♪ You ain't getting checks ♪

♪ Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back ♪

♪ Boy, I been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back ♪

♪ D town LAX, every week I bounce back ♪

♪ If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back ♪

Let's go.

♪ Look, I woke up in beast mode ♪

♪ With my girl, that's beauty and the beast though ♪

♪ Been top 5, these niggas sleep though ♪

♪ Only thing that sold out is the seats though ♪

Let me talk my shit, man.

♪ How dare you stand before me and not respect my authority ♪

♪ If you fuck with my glory, I'ma drop the L and get gory ♪

♪ I done did everything except worry ♪

♪ Hella drama, my life story ♪

♪ Faith of a mustard seed, I kept growing ♪

♪ I knew that this life was meant for me ♪

♪ Niggas change up more than wishin' wells ♪

♪ Karma come around I'll wish 'em well ♪

♪ Livin' like I'm on a limitless pill ♪

♪ I kill the scene like I'm Denzel ♪

♪ Crazy like my jacket strapped up ♪

♪ Nigga, I don't act but I'll act up ♪

♪ Brown paper bag like the lunch packed up ♪

♪ Back, back, back, back up ♪

♪ I'ma need like 10 feet ♪

♪ Or get stomped out with ten feet ♪

♪ I'ma always lose my temper ♪

♪ You cannot "count to ten" me ♪

♪ If I lose 1, I bounce back like 2, 3 did with 4, 5 ♪

♪ Seen courtrooms and court sides ♪

♪ Ain't too many seen both sides ♪

♪ Yeah, fuck what you know ♪

♪ Nigga, I'm takin' back control ♪

♪ The underdog just turned into the wolf ♪

♪ And the hunger steady grows ♪

♪ Yeah, I call shots while you call off ♪

♪ Never takin' summer or fall off ♪

♪ When you stay that committed to it, ♪

♪ You just fall down and never fall off, so ♪

♪ Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back ♪

♪ Wake up every morning, by the night, I count stacks ♪

♪ Knew that ass was real when I hit, it bounce back ♪

♪ You ain't getting checks ♪

♪ Last night took a L, but tonight I bounce back ♪

♪ Boy, I been broke as hell, cashed a check and bounced back ♪

♪ D town LAX, every week I bounce back ♪

♪ If you a real one, then you know how to bounce back ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Is you a real one? ♪

♪ Is you a real one? ♪

♪ Real one Real one ♪

♪ Is you a real one? ♪

♪ Real one Real one ♪

Let's go, Harry.

Yeah.

[cheering]

That boy good.

Almost makes up for being a Chicago Bears fan.

It's all good, man.

I love you guys. Until next time.

I hope I see you on tour, new music soon.

Thank you, Amazon Music. Thank you, Amazon Live.

And if you got love for me like I got love for you,

make some noise.

[cheering]