What the f#ck are you m#th*rf#ck*rs on about?
I’m getting real pissed
I’m ’bout to scream
I’m ’bout to f#ckin shout
I’m about to leave
This party boring
I am f#ckin’ out
Best be acting right or I’ma have to take the shooter out
Yo
I’m tryna make this dough
Yo
I’m movin’ on the low
Yo
All black like a f#ckin crow
Ooh
Faded but I’m in control
Ooh
Man this beat feel hella trippy
Catch me lurking in the city
In the middle of the night
‘Til I’m turning f#ckin’ fifty
Can’t be stopped
Any minute I’ma see the f#ckin crowd
Right back at me
As I play this f#ckin sound
I’m rising up to the ceiling, yuh
Giving no f#ck bout yo feelings, yuh
Knife to the skin and I’m peeling, yuh
Way too much sh#t I’m revealing, yuh
I heard your sh#t it was awful, huh
That sh#t put me in a coffin, huh
I keep it real and you bluffin, huh
Roll up the spliff and I’m puffin, huh
Yo
I’m tryna make this dough
Yo
I’m movin’ on the low
Yo
All black like a f#ckin crow
Ooh
Faded but I’m in control
Ooh
What the f#ck are you m#th*rf#ck*rs on about?
I’m getting real pissed
I’m ’bout to scream
I’m ’bout to f#ckin shout
I’m about to leave
This party boring
I am f#ckin’ out
Best be acting right or I’ma have to take the shooter out
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