Aw f*ck, got to do this shit again
Alright I ain't have enough time, I ain't pay for the lease, the lease got bought by somebody else
I had to buy a lease for another beat
Rap the same song on a different beat
But you know, f*ck it, this shit still dope
Aye, pass me the motherf*cking Senzu bean
We gone do this shit one more time, for real this time
I'm killing everything
F*cking this game with no wedding ring
I am insane
Here to bring change
Leaving nothing else the same
You cannot match with my pain
Done been through enough
Lately not giving a f*ck
So I'm just living it up
These other rappers on some goofy shit, just mumbling and talking gibberish
I'm cool with being n**** rich cuz this music gone make a n**** rich
You been a bitch n**** and a snitch n**** go ahead and dig ya own ditch n****
If you feeling offended then this song probably 'bout you
Middle fingers in the air, in the air, f*ck you (aye)
Momma had sex with a dope dealing hustlers
9 months later came this young motherf*cker
Nick Fine$$e thats who that me
Young wavy n**** like Max B
Got more bars than Max B
That money call and fax me
Shut the f*ck up if you aint talking 'bout money, if you ain't talking 'bout hundreds
Need them dollar bills saran wrapped
Leave the rap game ransacked
Taking everything I want
There are do's and don'ts in the streets
Stop talking 'bout your heat
You ain't got bread or yeast
So you don't make anything rise
You don't be flipping them pies
Or be making them bullets fly
Everything that you say is a lie
I'm 34 on the Wizards
Flow colder than a blizzard
I see everything, thundra
Mario get the one up
F*ck you get my funds up
Need my pockets overweight
Niggas watching so I know they hate and want to see me gone
Until then I'm a keep some chrome
Mama wonder why I'm never home cuz I'm out getting it
When I get it I'm a split it
Cuz I gotta feed my people
N**** flyer than an eagle
Flyer than a flock of seagulls and I'm regal in a Regal
N***** pussy doing kegels
Put in work like it's illegal
My n***** hungry get a meal
Independent so it's f*ck a deal
N***** heartless so it's f*ck how you feel
Nick Fine$$e is going in for the kill
You new n***** lacking a whole lot of skill
I'm from the go so I am so ill
I'm from the go so I am so ill
I'm from the go so I am so ill you bitch
Bitch
S.S.J.2 / Intro Video (MV)
Nick Fine$$e - S.S.J.2 / Intro Lyrics
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Aw f*ck, got to do this shit again
Alright I ain't have enough time, I ain't pay for the lease, the lease got bought by somebody else
I had to buy a lease for another beat
Rap the same song on a different beat
But you know, f*ck it, this shit still dope
Aye, pass me the motherf*cking Senzu bean
We gone do this shit one more time, for real this time
I'm killing everything
F*cking this game with no wedding ring
I am insane
Here to bring change
Leaving nothing else the same
You cannot match with my pain
Done been through enough
Lately not giving a f*ck
So I'm just living it up
These other rappers on some goofy shit, just mumbling and talking gibberish
I'm cool with being n**** rich cuz this music gone make a n**** rich
You been a bitch n**** and a snitch n**** go ahead and dig ya own ditch n****
If you feeling offended then this song probably 'bout you
Middle fingers in the air, in the air, f*ck you (aye)
Momma had sex with a dope dealing hustlers
9 months later came this young motherf*cker
Nick Fine$$e thats who that me
Young wavy n**** like Max B
Got more bars than Max B
That money call and fax me
Shut the f*ck up if you aint talking 'bout money, if you ain't talking 'bout hundreds
Need them dollar bills saran wrapped
Leave the rap game ransacked
Taking everything I want
There are do's and don'ts in the streets
Stop talking 'bout your heat
You ain't got bread or yeast
So you don't make anything rise
You don't be flipping them pies
Or be making them bullets fly
Everything that you say is a lie
I'm 34 on the Wizards
Flow colder than a blizzard
I see everything, thundra
Mario get the one up
F*ck you get my funds up
Need my pockets overweight
Niggas watching so I know they hate and want to see me gone
Until then I'm a keep some chrome
Mama wonder why I'm never home cuz I'm out getting it
When I get it I'm a split it
Cuz I gotta feed my people
N**** flyer than an eagle
Flyer than a flock of seagulls and I'm regal in a Regal
N***** pussy doing kegels
Put in work like it's illegal
My n***** hungry get a meal
Independent so it's f*ck a deal
N***** heartless so it's f*ck how you feel
Nick Fine$$e is going in for the kill
You new n***** lacking a whole lot of skill
I'm from the go so I am so ill
I'm from the go so I am so ill
I'm from the go so I am so ill you bitch
Bitch
Alright I ain't have enough time, I ain't pay for the lease, the lease got bought by somebody else
I had to buy a lease for another beat
Rap the same song on a different beat
But you know, f*ck it, this shit still dope
Aye, pass me the motherf*cking Senzu bean
We gone do this shit one more time, for real this time
I'm killing everything
F*cking this game with no wedding ring
I am insane
Here to bring change
Leaving nothing else the same
You cannot match with my pain
Done been through enough
Lately not giving a f*ck
So I'm just living it up
These other rappers on some goofy shit, just mumbling and talking gibberish
I'm cool with being n**** rich cuz this music gone make a n**** rich
You been a bitch n**** and a snitch n**** go ahead and dig ya own ditch n****
If you feeling offended then this song probably 'bout you
Middle fingers in the air, in the air, f*ck you (aye)
Momma had sex with a dope dealing hustlers
9 months later came this young motherf*cker
Nick Fine$$e thats who that me
Young wavy n**** like Max B
Got more bars than Max B
That money call and fax me
Shut the f*ck up if you aint talking 'bout money, if you ain't talking 'bout hundreds
Need them dollar bills saran wrapped
Leave the rap game ransacked
Taking everything I want
There are do's and don'ts in the streets
Stop talking 'bout your heat
You ain't got bread or yeast
So you don't make anything rise
You don't be flipping them pies
Or be making them bullets fly
Everything that you say is a lie
I'm 34 on the Wizards
Flow colder than a blizzard
I see everything, thundra
Mario get the one up
F*ck you get my funds up
Need my pockets overweight
Niggas watching so I know they hate and want to see me gone
Until then I'm a keep some chrome
Mama wonder why I'm never home cuz I'm out getting it
When I get it I'm a split it
Cuz I gotta feed my people
N**** flyer than an eagle
Flyer than a flock of seagulls and I'm regal in a Regal
N***** pussy doing kegels
Put in work like it's illegal
My n***** hungry get a meal
Independent so it's f*ck a deal
N***** heartless so it's f*ck how you feel
Nick Fine$$e is going in for the kill
You new n***** lacking a whole lot of skill
I'm from the go so I am so ill
I'm from the go so I am so ill
I'm from the go so I am so ill you bitch
Bitch
Writer: Nicholas Stroud
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid