Lyrics:
nigga, see it's simple
Throw my CD out the car, that bitch going to hit your window
Don't compare me to these rappers, we do not resemble
You can fight me,
Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit
Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'
addresses, and we don't leave messes
You'll only know that it's gone when you check it
Then your first thought is to start second guessin'
She say, "What
They're still fucking crudy
I do it day and night, I'm Kid Cudi
I do it day and night while you're sleeping
Get that pack, it's gone by the evening
Talk
knew it was feds
You Know that your doing your ting in the endz
When people talk and the talk never ends
She told me to rate her I gave her a 10
performance deserves a grammy check out my big screen
Most bitches don't know but you know what suckin a dick mean
Yeah the head was fed but what up with that
up in my head. Some say I OD'd
Off that X, what they gon' say next? Grandma
Died, momma House, lemme talk to ya. Niggas
Hate, but I don't drive by
from that fully, we ain't doing' one-on-ones
I'm finna hit you with these bullets
You niggas p, you police, you runnin' to the Feds
That's your partner
gon tell you we use to talk
That’s what a bitch will do
I put in work I do my job when I get in groove
Wanna get a interview
Can I get a
identical
They just studied your flows and they watched your interviews
That's when hip hop if it's not ten of you
Then it gotta be more, y'all left your
That's the rule.. please niggas don't get it confused
See this game that we playin'.. ya'll playin' to lose
Who's next that want to ride.. (who?)
like them
And they don't like that
They don't love shit, so what we gon' do?
And it'll be a long time before
You ever see me again
Don't worry about me,
They wanna stop you when you get ahead huh
They wanna stop you when you getting bread yeah
Thats how the the game go I'm getting fed
Thats how
keep the lies to a minimal, just read your interview
I cant help but ask "What?s gotten into dude?"
Media training, but he don?t know how that go
It
's that shit I be talkin' 'bout
And we gon' be around til yo motherfuckin' body rot
And if the Feds bring us in we get the same time Gotti got
And if
time, we gotta eat
When we commercialize it's to enterprise
We guarantee to sell a hundred mil before we die
But Jerry is broke, that's
I think it's safe to say we've all heard that
Closed mouths don't get fed
The older I get the more I understand what this really means
Earlier in my
shit
Get it to people; see what they thought
And see how they felt about it, get my props or whatever
Now it's the end of that
cause now I gotta do
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
before pleasure
P-Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight
So when you hear somethin, make sure you hear
to teens
In T.V and news and big movie screens
But we start to wake up and see that it's greed
But what do I do when I sit on my phone
Disconnected
What do you wanna be when you grow up?
I think I wanna be happy isn't that enough?
I think youth is overrated, overrated
Cause whoever asked to be
That's absolutely what I'm gon' do
Blast at them niggas who thought they knew me
Now I'm that motherfucker that be ?, the nigga that bust all y'all
My
dope is amazin'
The bitch that's with you already know that I'm blazin'
That's by the number, we can slumber, on the under
Girl no wonder, you got
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