Lyrics:
actin' cool, I’m seeing through the fake fun
Preachin’ fuck these hoes, while you always chase ‘em
Lil’ faded, act a fool, throwin' hands like Tyson
I'm
Yeah look what you made me do
Look what you made me do
I ain't ever switch on nobody, look what you made me do
People stay lyin' and act like they
Aye, Aye, aye, oh
Head to the top, I’mma get it, you read it
I’m fed up, deliver like Fed-Ex
My name in the index
Look in the middle like “Fuck you,
just got to get up and dance
cnd maybe read some books by Malcolm Nance.
I said frank now do me a favor
'Cause you know the election is over
To set your
And when that day comes I don't know who imma smack
My father or sister for giving it to her
Maybe I caused it too now what does that infer
That I'm a bad
move on with your life (I swear to God)
Fuck you nigga, you love a pity party, I won't show up
Always act like your shit don't stink, motherfucker,
Now, Lauryn is only human (human)
Don't think I haven't been through the same predicament (I been in)
Let it sit inside your head like a million women
sayin' tied up by my hands
Realized I got power in my voice, make these people fans
I'm a prodigy in rap, and I don't think you understand
That I'm livin'
a rap superstar
And live large
A big house
5 cars
The rent charged
Coming up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your shoulder constantly
see we can't hustle in they trap, we ain't from (Georgia)
Now it's them dead bodies, them lost houses, the mayor say don't worry 'bout it
the guys
Man I been the guy
I'm ma whip that crack like banana pudding again
When I step in the bando fiends and the workers act
Like Vladimir Putin just
down
Feelin' these all in your background
I used to run up in your crib with shit that go 'blaka
Nigga tryna brick my squad like I'm Waka
I don't want
my son i’m hardly allowed
To talk to him on the phone ever
My lawyer told me bring the
Cops to your house
And show my court orders when you don’t let
stand what I see
It's like I know how much you really love me I'm just scared to receive it
I fear the unknown and being fully known by you
That means
don't love yourself?
I do what I wanna do
I say what I wanna say
When I feel, and I
Look in the mirror and know I'm there
With my hands in the air
Normal weed in a medicine bottle
I don't wanna hear about flavours
Crack in a b ounce, rap like a freestyle
I was sixteen with the MAC at Monique's
of his lines
And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I might just strike first, then ignore the replies
This darkness
of beats, hoarder of rhymes
Borderline genius who's bored of his lines
And that sort of defines where I'm at and the way I feel now
Feel like I might just
(that's light)
LED, look at the lights (too light)
We the ones niggas don't like (don't like)
But you lil' niggas too light (too light)
Why even play
V E)
And that's how you know I'm serious
About you
And I know you think about me too
You look at me as I look back like, what you finna do (uh)
I
Cause I'm quickdraw when I'm gunning up
Boy you know the sun ain't coming up
Layed that ass down tryna milk this cash cow
Face down, look at you now
still alive (alive, uh-huh)
Throw your hands up in the sky and say
We don't care what people say (yeah, yeah, uh)
You know the kids gon' act a fool
hit the floor
Don't act like you new to this hoe
I seen you before
Yeah, you don't remember me
Cause I ain't have no loot
Now bitch, you tryna act cute
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
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