Look..

I stay flowin' like how I do, ya'll should know that
But my punches stay on fire everyday, but ya'll know that
I'm a soulja, & I stay gunnin' down these haters
And you stay sayin': "Come serve me," but I ain't your damn waiter
See ya later, it's the almighty champion down in here
This isn't the Wait song girl, when I said I going to whisper in yo ear
Stay freestylin' daily, like how I did, when I was on Spring Break
Cuz, when I was fuckin' yo girl in the bed, I already made the springs break
I stay flowin' with electricity, someone better pull out the outlet
But both of us know that, this whole shit is mix-match, like yo damn outfit
You gettin' laughed at son, shit, what is yo ass going to do
Heard you carry a lot of punches, but today, you only have a few
But practically none, I don't mean to brag, but I'm way better than you
Plus, I stay coming downtown to court, with a lawyer, ready to sue you
It's the WestSide, EastSide, SouthSide & NorthSide
But I rather stay in those certain areas in America, than go world-wide