Got enough on my plate
Why try n stir up these fools
My homie just hit me up
So I know everything's cool
But my other brotha booked
He never abide by rules
But it's even harder to do
Whenever their targeting you
Those not in range, or scope
(Might keep distant)
Leaving friendships at distance
Since my attitude's persistant
They're never gonna admit it
You yellin duck from their aint helpin shit
You're not in my position
Cause you don't fit my description
That's the only part of the picture
Your missing
There's no argument If you listen
F*ck what they say on the news
I give you the exclusive
That my eye witness
N you still don't see my views
F*ck it
On to the next subject
Big booty bitches
I just love em
Asked my girl
If we're plus 1'n
On that tip
She's kinda stubborn
No nothin
She hates me lying on tracks
And I'm most certain
We'll be done if while we f*ckin
Shes lays on a track
I'd deserve to smacked
But she gone snip when she snap
And ooo my sweet browns
I ain't got time for that
(Listen) listen hear real quick
I'm gettin in the mix
I'm goin for a chip
And i plan to get that bitch
Blunt lock fingers
Pen lock wrist
I can't get a better grip
If i do imma snap this pen
(O well)
Ink to blood I'm tattin shit
Listen) listen hear real quick
I'm gettin in the mix
I'm goin for a chip
And i plan to get that bitch
Blunt lock fingers
Pen lock wrist
I can't get a better grip
If i do imma snap this pen
Ink to blood I'm tattin shit
My heads headed in different directions
Maybe they should give this
Cerberus a Cerebro you know
For better connections
We know
What he know
And we know what she don't
So please stop lettin these
Air head bitches pump up ya head
N keep boostin ya ego
Bet you never saw this coming from me
I'm mummified
In other words
Wrapped up in rap honey
Attract money
And all the perks that come from it
We hung from it
So I burn it down in honor of it
You gotta piece happiness n love it
Awww whats wrong music whores
Still thirsty?
No reservoir
You want what's in store
In stores
Well come get in line
Pull some chordes
Tug a war with non supporters
N artist from different waters
Nobody here to support us
Only those here to warn us
Of invisible boarders between
Our order and their order
That order and disorder
Why lie on these tracks
Save a life
I'll switch it up for ya
I'll be more supportive
Al B Shore to kill em
Softly...
Woke up
Got ride of the lean
N a nigga ain't fraudin
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Got enough on my plate
Why try n stir up these fools
My homie just hit me up
So I know everything's cool
But my other brotha booked
He never abide by rules
But it's even harder to do
Whenever their targeting you
Those not in range, or scope
(Might keep distant)
Leaving friendships at distance
Since my attitude's persistant
They're never gonna admit it
You yellin duck from their aint helpin shit
You're not in my position
Cause you don't fit my description
That's the only part of the picture
Your missing
There's no argument If you listen
F*ck what they say on the news
I give you the exclusive
That my eye witness
N you still don't see my views
F*ck it
On to the next subject
Big booty bitches
I just love em
Asked my girl
If we're plus 1'n
On that tip
She's kinda stubborn
No nothin
She hates me lying on tracks
And I'm most certain
We'll be done if while we f*ckin
Shes lays on a track
I'd deserve to smacked
But she gone snip when she snap
And ooo my sweet browns
I ain't got time for that
(Listen) listen hear real quick
I'm gettin in the mix
I'm goin for a chip
And i plan to get that bitch
Blunt lock fingers
Pen lock wrist
I can't get a better grip
If i do imma snap this pen
(O well)
Ink to blood I'm tattin shit
Listen) listen hear real quick
I'm gettin in the mix
I'm goin for a chip
And i plan to get that bitch
Blunt lock fingers
Pen lock wrist
I can't get a better grip
If i do imma snap this pen
Ink to blood I'm tattin shit
My heads headed in different directions
Maybe they should give this
Cerberus a Cerebro you know
For better connections
We know
What he know
And we know what she don't
So please stop lettin these
Air head bitches pump up ya head
N keep boostin ya ego
Bet you never saw this coming from me
I'm mummified
In other words
Wrapped up in rap honey
Attract money
And all the perks that come from it
We hung from it
So I burn it down in honor of it
You gotta piece happiness n love it
Awww whats wrong music whores
Still thirsty?
No reservoir
You want what's in store
In stores
Well come get in line
Pull some chordes
Tug a war with non supporters
N artist from different waters
Nobody here to support us
Only those here to warn us
Of invisible boarders between
Our order and their order
That order and disorder
Why lie on these tracks
Save a life
I'll switch it up for ya
I'll be more supportive
Al B Shore to kill em
Softly...
Woke up
Got ride of the lean
N a nigga ain't fraudin
Why try n stir up these fools
My homie just hit me up
So I know everything's cool
But my other brotha booked
He never abide by rules
But it's even harder to do
Whenever their targeting you
Those not in range, or scope
(Might keep distant)
Leaving friendships at distance
Since my attitude's persistant
They're never gonna admit it
You yellin duck from their aint helpin shit
You're not in my position
Cause you don't fit my description
That's the only part of the picture
Your missing
There's no argument If you listen
F*ck what they say on the news
I give you the exclusive
That my eye witness
N you still don't see my views
F*ck it
On to the next subject
Big booty bitches
I just love em
Asked my girl
If we're plus 1'n
On that tip
She's kinda stubborn
No nothin
She hates me lying on tracks
And I'm most certain
We'll be done if while we f*ckin
Shes lays on a track
I'd deserve to smacked
But she gone snip when she snap
And ooo my sweet browns
I ain't got time for that
(Listen) listen hear real quick
I'm gettin in the mix
I'm goin for a chip
And i plan to get that bitch
Blunt lock fingers
Pen lock wrist
I can't get a better grip
If i do imma snap this pen
(O well)
Ink to blood I'm tattin shit
Listen) listen hear real quick
I'm gettin in the mix
I'm goin for a chip
And i plan to get that bitch
Blunt lock fingers
Pen lock wrist
I can't get a better grip
If i do imma snap this pen
Ink to blood I'm tattin shit
My heads headed in different directions
Maybe they should give this
Cerberus a Cerebro you know
For better connections
We know
What he know
And we know what she don't
So please stop lettin these
Air head bitches pump up ya head
N keep boostin ya ego
Bet you never saw this coming from me
I'm mummified
In other words
Wrapped up in rap honey
Attract money
And all the perks that come from it
We hung from it
So I burn it down in honor of it
You gotta piece happiness n love it
Awww whats wrong music whores
Still thirsty?
No reservoir
You want what's in store
In stores
Well come get in line
Pull some chordes
Tug a war with non supporters
N artist from different waters
Nobody here to support us
Only those here to warn us
Of invisible boarders between
Our order and their order
That order and disorder
Why lie on these tracks
Save a life
I'll switch it up for ya
I'll be more supportive
Al B Shore to kill em
Softly...
Woke up
Got ride of the lean
N a nigga ain't fraudin
Writer: Shizzyp
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid