Lyrics

Wanna see me fuck it all up in One night Wanna see me fuck it all up in One night Why I don't I just go ahead and do What I said I was going to do Man of my word and all that shit It is true If you believe all of the things That people be telling I be a felon Yeah I went to prison Yeah I had a machine gun Yeah Full auto everything Yeah Over 200 rounds Yeah 3 clips loaded down Yeah Bunch of dope Yeah Lotta hope Yeah Stand up guy Yeah Testify Nope Nope Nope Nope Nope All on ten with me Seeings whatcha get with me Seeings whatcha get with me Gee-Whilla-Kers Batman Seeings whatcha get with me Every rapper that I come across on this bitch Always got some shit to say bout Choppers and what they be dropping Bodies and what they be topping All of this dope that they got All this shit that they bought All of these clothes All of these hoes Man that don't mean shit to me Not none of it None of it Not a one of it Not a one of it Not a fucking lyric Not one I press play Then I hear it Can't help but get off it Belongs in a coffin Original lyrics Don't come across often Hmm Double over get it back quick Keep your eyes peeled for the slick And their everywhere Their Everywhere Nothing or lean on Not these days Everybody tryen to be a star So they can get paid It ain't happening dog You cappen brah Fake as fuck An I ain't got no time for y'all No time for y'all You fake as fuck an I An I ain't got no time for y'all Wanna see me Wanna see me Wanna see me fuck it all up In one night Watch as I fuck it All up in one night We got the most prisoners in America than the entire world combined It's a business and business is booming Then you got all these celebrities making gangster shit and drug dealing look cool And your being conditioned It's called a trap for a reason The whole things a trap It's all a setup Man I am a fighter I am a survivor An I done made it through A lot of shit That woulda killed You and you and you So quickly Strictly bout the shit So I'm bout it bitch Psychology Wanna see me Fuck it all up in one night Fuck it all up in one night One night One night Fuck it all up in one night And that's the that's the fucking biz Know how to live I Know how to die Know how to do my best Fucking try Eye to eye Solve all my problems If I can't see you Then I ain't got nothing for ya Eye to eye Ain't got nothing for ya If I can't see you Then I ain't got nothing for ya They make money on both sides Life's to short An I ain't got nothing for ya From sales Now watch me fuck it up in one night And your incarceration Fuck it up with one fight Fucked it up when I lost my rights Fucked it up when I thought the night would never end And I lost my friends They weren't friends anyway Guess I shoulda known that shit then But I know it now Snakes all in my grass Didn't mow that shit To many things I let pass To many things I let pass On by Watch me fuck it all up in one try One try Wanna see me fuck it all up in One night
Writer(s): Richard Breland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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