M.I.A. (feat. Jet Life)

Ft: Trademark Da Skydiver How do I create annotations? I'm a super villain and I love the feeling Niggas is mad get about your feelings Acting all emotional, and they see a nigga like me getting though I've been getting cheese just let it be I told you before I got the recipe Cooking up high should I smash the beat like I smash the freak On my polo sheets I'm smoking good, feeling great Just stuffed a whole eighth up in that J I fly like paper, get high like planes Take 2 to the face then I'm in my A King Kong and got shit on me I'm fresh to bake in this. I rap and chill from state to state I'm making moves why these niggas hate My money straight work to my safe From making change like every day Smoke and kill I'm getting me Counting guap up in the days I gotta get mines anyway I can't f*ck You know what I'm smoking on Weed the fresh is clothing on Pimp stroke when I stroll alone Hustling get my money long In the zone high above the strong Yeah I write alone and my tooth see the chief and reef us I'm rolling stone, you could tell from my tongue Kush cones got me gone, gone gone You could tell from my tongue Kush cones got me gone, gone gone Hide above that good news, wrote the road I spit that good sense That rapped it, east side, until I die and .shit I'm rapping for my section is suspect the dead I do this F*ck how you feel, I'ma keep it real For my niggas and bitches that.the feel We just tryin to stack up, for the days we didn't have much I'ma get it from the ground up, on my own I don't need no back up Is just me all on this tracks, flex I don't need here come my rex up I'ma boss nigga, you an actor, seriously you're not affect of I'm getting mine and them hoes love it They at my neck like Dracula I smoke great than smashing good Then send her back to her. Get fresh than them right back on the clock Never catch me. You know what I'm smoking on Weed the fresh is clothing on Pimp stroke when I stroll alone Hustling get my money long In the zone high above the strong Yeah I write alone and my tooth see the chief and reef us I'm rolling stone, you could tell from my tongue Kush cones got me gone, gone gone You could tell from my tongue Kush cones got me gone, gone gone