Lyrics: Tymathe Lamb
Music: Tymathe Lamb
Yuh niggas do it for fame i do wat love may smoke a blunt wit zannies in my lean but i dont **** drugs
In the booth dancin on instrumentals yea i cuts a rug
Flow electric just accept it yuh cant touch the plug
Nigga been hatin on me so long gotta adjust love
I give my all because im tired of havin just enough
Dirtyworkas AOM we fin to **** it up
Go make a 100 mill like **** it do it just because
When it comes to doing wat im doing no one better grind cause i need it forever need a life fit for a king now i got me a queen and she blowin good weed on my leather yall need to get it together aint no office hours yuh get wheneva my flow like 200 degrees inna sweater im fly as the **** but i wont lift a feather this year im on everybody shit top 5 on erybody list i hit the stage and erybody lit yuh tryna figure out where erybody went
Wonder why i dont **** wit yuh niggas yall niggas be on erybody dick yall better be glad i found kendra i prolly wouldve took erybody bitch
Insane misfit lu kang the way i kick shit blow a eighth to the face then i skate no kick flip great **** the awards the hate got me in stores i be cookin these instrumentals marinatin the chords they spinnin me on the radio settin me up for tours but i never get complacent i kno who i do it for so every dolla im savin that hate the place i be slavin at they love my music its a drug
I give it to them just because