Lyrics:
Probably thought I was a Scammer
But by the end of the night, she'll turn into a dancer
I've been screaming Fuck Love, them niggas made that shit a anthem
I
I'm a get my bum rushed
By some fucking faggots who just wanna pick on a fucking runt
Stand by homos till I pull out a fucking gun
And then you'll run
where to find me anytime any day
(Double O Sev Shit, Big Ebk)
Moving too cocky when i tote my chop
This glock got a beam why the fuck would i box
Hop out
that’s right I’m hating you
You wanna judge me by the way I look
Just sit back and watch me make this loot
This ones for you haters talking down on my day
Dead ass wrong how I hit the bitch buddy
Shawty having chrome on him broad day bussin
Bought all the percocets shawty a fein
Red or the yellow he don't
Bitch, fuck a jet, fuck Lears
All of these pipes full of meth
Looking like a big bundle of chandeliers
Dragging my dick on the floor
And it pushes my
y'all keepin'
On fuckin pissing me off, everything y'all do is excrement
I'm just tryna dodge y'all bitches while I'm chasing excellence
But fuck it man,
they faint, we bodied it cousin
It come to the dames, aye We plot by the dozen
We cuffing the big ones, yeah I'm talking the blue bills
Aye We dem
this money
Now I get this money by the Brinks truck buddy
Need a mansion and a yacht, 'til I feel like Puffy
Summertime in the hood and it still not
I don't want the noise in me every day
Give me one shot to blow it away
Choices voicing The Uncaged
Dance in the fire with me, no shame
You're gonna
Just dance when these choppers hit the floor like Lady Gaga
Stripped him, I was at the studio eating steak and lobster
Big bands, doing tricks
Let's get some hop to the week
This ain't for you with the sweatshop shoes It'saha
Back in the day breakdancin' Patterson Corks was for the
Yeah,
Pumpin from my radiators
That was my golden era
Sumthin Like my 88 is
To all my shady neighbors
Gangsters and the mental patients
I was surrounded by
really put the train up on the tracks
And then I take off to the stars, that day I'm never looking back
Always got one in the chamber, fully loaded, never
out free meals (yeah)
Giving out free meals (yeah, yeah)
I'm a big stepper
Stay on my grind it don't matter the weather
Already perfect but I made it
Everybody calling by phone like what the he'll you doing
Boy you headed towards a big sack
I hear what they say and they say what I'm doing
Should be
up in school with them packs
Had me flexin' like Slater off Saved by the Bell
They say they want smoke, they want beef, they want drama
Well I'm
your girlfriend's obsessed with me
But that's a story for another day
And this is why love is fucked
'Cause you went and put your trust in her
just sent da sherb
Get that paper all day and night
I count it like a nerd
Brand new bitch
I like the vibes
She Suck dick she like to slurp
Came up with
quick sex with a demon
Day I was sprung by the cherry impeaching
Me from the ring at the same time
But climbing them rungs when the grapevine
Get
Came a long way from Maydays to Paydays and I ain't finna stop here my niggas out here
Used to stressed by the drama and hoes but not no more not no
to get full off the croutons
'Crosstown, the situation is identical
Somebody's getting strangled by the system and its tentacles
Misconceptions raise
with a blast attack big bang
I'm reppin' flat earth gang
Trees in my pocket trees wrapped in paper
Nature's 'round me every day
Hate it is evil
in the truth for what validates you
And Traded my trust for fear
Been way too long
Way too long
It Feels like four hundred years
And another day
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