Aint Gon Pick Up

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Lil B

Brandon McCartney (born August 17, 1989), known by his stage name Lil B or "The Based God", is an American rapper from Berkeley, California. He has recorded both solo and with The Pack. In addition, Lil B is noted for his extensive use of social media websites such as MySpace and Twitter to build an online following. more »

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(phone rings) man, who is this?
This shit don't ever stop ringing, man
Check it

The bitch call my phone like I won't go out
I'm still rounding up these bitches
Placking them at the hoe house
I feel so bitter, my mind is a cold winter
I never seen that bitch again and, no
I won't miss her
All this fake manipulation, that past shit
That hoe shit
You can't see, what you can't, f*ck, bitch
The door open i can't be your nigga
And I can't be your man
I feel like I'm too good
For these scareless ass bitches
You can call me hurt, betrayed
And I been played
My stomach hurt, my back hurt
And I can't sleep
Sometimes I feel like I got Chrones disease
The devil got a hold on me, btich
I need some roses please
These bitches trying to fold me
I ain't doing 50 years for no lyin-ass bitch
Look at the Central Park 5
Wrote the book about us
These bitches is lying

I ain't go pick up, nah, I ain't go pick up
Nobody gives a f*ck so I don't give a f*ck
Bitch, I ain't go pick up, bitch
I ain't go pick up
Nigga, I ain't go pick up
Nobody gives a f*ck so I don't give a f*ck

Bitch, I'm going to go take that red pill
F*ck going to work
Man, I'm going to go quit my job
I really want to be myself
Do what the f*ck you want, that's real wealth
They gonna burn in hell, peevs in the cells
Don't forget the hell, the pain
And the smells
Memories, all that hurt make me
Sick to my stomach how the f*ck you move on
From the pain last summer?
I don't live with regret but I
Got respect for myself at best
Remember the pictures when you was a kid
It's crazy, but for all the hell that I lived
Somebody better pay the price
My nigga it just don't feel right
I know I got a plan, and we all exist
We was born into slavery
On this matrix exist
Get your money young nigga
Keep the love that's sent but
Still f*ck a bitch, easy shit

I ain't go pick up, nah, I ain't go pick up
Nobody gives a f*ck so I don't give a f*ck
Bitch, I ain't go pick up, bitch
I ain't go pick up
Nigga, I ain't go pick up
Nobody gives a f*ck so I don't give a f*ck

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