Lyrics

You control us Mike WiLL Made-It If I run-in, I knew I was in a safe Hunnid grand what my secretary make I'm a boss, I ain't never playin' a slave They ain't street if they ain't never ran away Leave e'rything, let's hit the bar, sucker, you a dead man If your child took it Could expect them but I let the guys whoop 'em I'ma gonna try and pass him with the pie I's cookin' When I arrive, I don't needa try Sucker, sharp I'll leave you lickin' like a cow drippin' Million dollars a year, how my style lookin'? It don't even concern you how my house lookin' Talkin' on the phone, get my pal tooken Let him back in and show up, how the mouth lookin' I've been savin' money for Kilo since he was locked up Imagine how the power lookin' I got an attitude problem so what? I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? I'm goin' to the top floor, so what? You gotta die one day, so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I got ice on me so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I keep a knife on me, coke I got an attitude problem so what? I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? I'm goin' to the top floor, so what? You gotta die one day, so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I got ice on me so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I keep a knife on me, coke You from the hood you gotta pack a pistol They love the bad shit but hate the good stuff Wanna be like me you gotta check my footsteps Momma I'll preach, say all the little stuff You did for me, keep it great, you know I'm here for you I carry my hate, I carry my prayer for you You my nigga have gotta resent my opinion Had arms, I stirred for you They talk bad about my brother behind his back Ain't no matter 'cause I stood for ya You know they don't fuck with me and my hood Man, they mad 'cause I ain't do it for ya Seen 'em throw at the meet that I ain't good for ya If you want my beef I'm in the sewer for ya I go up on the hills I don't tour for ya Make a livin' hit the bricks, word I ain't good for ya I got an attitude problem so what? I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? I'm goin' to the top floor, so what? You gotta die one day, so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I got ice on me so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I keep a knife on me, coke I got an attitude problem so what? I pour it down, throw heads up, so what? I'm goin' up to the top floor, so what? You gotta die one day, so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I got ice on me so what? So what? (So what?) So what (So what?) I keep a knife on me, coke
Writer(s): Michael Len Williams, Sammie Benson, Asheton Terrence O Niel Hogan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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