Circus

Years in the making

Hoes creep through the back side

(Ooh) Young Fel, ya heard?

Circus, circus

Circus, circus

Fuck is you tellin' me?

Fuck is you tellin' me? (Huh, what you say?)

(They say) Fuck is you tellin' me?

Yeah

This shit sound like the circus came in town (Hey)

Hundred rounds to the jury, gun 'em down (Boy) (Bang-bang)

You stole that style, you a phony, you a clown (Clown) (Clown)

Bitches smile, bitches frown, bitches faint

Bite the style, but they can't

Huh

Fuck is you tellin' me? Nah, I don't give in to that negative shit

Tiffany, Tiffany, yeah, diamonds, I put 'em on my clique

This shit hittin' me, nah, homie, come get a hit of this

I'm disrespectin' my ma, she told me to live and let live

Uh, where is he going? (Where?)

Where is he runnin' to? (Huh?)

What we do wrong?

That shit that I'm on, it come from the Gods (Hey)

Pardon the sauce, bitch, I'm the monster

Back up that Tonka (Ooh)

Six in the mornin' back to La Guardia

Rollin' up front to ya, pushin' the culture

Bad bitches sweatin' spillin' paint with they eyeliner

Hoe rappers jealous 'cause they can't take the style from him

Ooh, I can feel it comin', pray she don't have a child on me

Ooh, I been waitin' on this day for a while, homie

Fuck is you tellin' me? Nah, I don't give in to that negative shit

Tiffany, Tiffany, yeah, diamonds, I put 'em on my clique

This shit hittin' me, nah, homie, come get a hit of this

I disrespected my ma, she told me to live and let live

Uh, like boo, boo, ay, hoes creep through the back side

I told that bitch I don't get any down time

If you feel this shit, better get outside, like goddamn

Uh, squad went through the South, so dusty

Five-oh threw me down, got so ugly

Catch fade blow loud, King Tubby

Let's get the skrilla, God love me (Ay)

In little Italy, you lil' bitch

Baby, all I need's a little bit

Flyin' overseas, I think I'm rich

All we ever need is peace, they killin' for the Jesus piece

See the drama on the BBC

It don't feel like real life, what I see

No turnin' back once you hit the scene, not what it seems

Fuck is you tellin' me? Nah, I don't give in to that negative shit

Tiffany, Tiffany , yeah, diamonds, I put 'em on my clique

This shit hittin' me, nah, homie, come get a hit of this

I disrespected my ma, she told me to live and let live (Ay, ay, ay)