[Chorus:]  (Ay, who i be?)  Rubber band man  Wild as the Taliban  9 in my right  45 in my other hand.  (who i'm is?)  Call me trouble man  always in trouble man  worth a couple hundred grand  chevys, all colors man    [Verse 1:]  Rubber band man  like a one man band  treat these niggas like the Apollo  and i'm the sandman.  Tote a hundred grand  Canon in the waistband  Looking fo a sweet lick?  Well this is the wrong place man.  Seven time felon, what i care about a case man?  I'm campaigning to bury the hate,  so say ya grace man.  Ay, I don't talk behind a nigga back  I say it in his face.  I'm a thoroughbred nigga.  I don't fake and i don't hate.  Check my resume nigga.  My record's impeccable  Anywhere in the A nigga  how TIP is highly respectable.  And the MIA nigga  I'm tryna keep it professional  Cause all this tongue rastling.  finna have me snappin, i'm tellin you.  From the bottom of tha Duval,  Cakalacky to New York  and everybody showin me love  that's one to you all.  Yeah, to all my Florida niggas, my Cakalacky niggas  my LA niggas    [Chorus 2x]    [Verse 2:]  Call me trouble man  Stayed in some trouble man  Some niggas still hatin on shawty  so they some suckas man.  Got a couple fans  that love to do nothing other than  lick, suck, show no respect  but still i love em man.  Dig it, lil pimpin got the mind and the muscle  Stay down on his grind  Put the crown on the hustle  Ay, I could show ya how to juggle anything  and make it double.  Weed, blow, real estate, liquor sto  wit no trouble.  Young cats is playin today  Marvin Gaye of my time.  Tryna stay alive  Livin how i say in my rhymes.  My cousin used to tell me  take this shit a day at a time.  and told me Friday, died Sunday  We a day in the ground.  I still smile cuz somehow  I know he seeing me now  and so i'm doing all my shows  just like he in the crowd.  Ay, tho ya lightas up for my cousin Toot,  Aaliyah, Left Eye and Jam Master Jay.    [Chorus 2x]    [Verse 3:]  Grand Hustle man  Mo hustles than hustle man.  But why the rubber band?  It representin the struggle man.  My folk gon trap   until they come up wit another plan  Stack and crumble bread  to get theyself off they mama land.  Gangstas who been servin  since you was doing the runnin man.  Went down, did 10  back round and rich again.  That's why i'm young  wit the soul of a old man  I'm shell shocked, get shot  slow ya roll man.  Still ride around  with the glock on patrol man.  I ain't robbing,  I'm just lookin for that dro man.  For ma niggas slangin blow, pimpin hos  Rollin vogues, 24s.  Let these other niggas know.    [Chorus 2x]