[Pre-Chorus] Damn I feel so loose, I'm about to pop shit What's a man to do when he's out of options I ain't wanna do it but it (Shh, hold on, be quiet, they're coming..)
[Chorus] Oh no no no no no no (Blap, blap, blap) Oh no no no no no no (Shoop, shoop, shoop) Oh no no no no no no (Skrt, skrt, skrt) No no no no no no I said gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, you heard what I said Nigga run that, run that, run that, run that, you heard what I said I said yeah, oh no no no no no no Oh no no no no no no no
[Verse 1] I remember everything was different When I tried to get a job and make some money, I was livin' on the street I walked a lot of miles and nobody wasn't hiring And I had to stand in line if I was to get something to eat 'Cause I ain't had no homies and my girl depended on me Every night that we were lonely and I couldn't get no sleep 'Cause I was plotting on anybody I seen that was getting money You got it? I need it sorry, you don't need it more than me And bitch, I'm tired of this struggle, ducking and dodging them puddles Wondering if God ever hear the prayers I said 'Cause every time I got a new hustle, that shit done got me in trouble You don't know how many fucking tears I've shed But fuck it, I'm letting loose, and they told me don't bend the rules This is my winter blues, you know what I'm finna do Anything necessary to make it up in the news And I'm taking every mothafucking thing that I pick and choose And I'm done with all the begging, I'm past that, all I did was get laughed at You can go back track but you'll never get cash back And they told me I'm half black, but I'm white as a lab rat With a mic and a gas mask, I'm a light for your trash ass And I might get the last laugh, better fight if you back stab With a knife in your backpack, all my life I've been jabbed at But I fight like I'm Mad Max with a knife with the yeah, yeah You know, you know what the fuck I'm talking about Listen, I don't give a fuck about your feelings You don't have any idea just what I had to do to get what I want All I wanted was to make a decent living I can't even count it on my fingers how much shit that I lost Woo, nigga, this is my job Yeah, these are my thoughts Woo, I ain't never had shit But for now you better give me what's yours
[Pre-Chorus] Damn I feel so loose, I'm about to pop shit What's a man to do when he's out of options I ain't wanna do it but this (Shhh, hold on, be quiet, they're coming)
[Chorus] Oh no no no no no no Oh no no no no no no Oh no no no no no no No no no no no no I said gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, gimme that, you heard what I said Nigga run that, run that, run that, run that, you heard what I said I said yeah, oh no no no no no no Oh no no no no no no no
[Verse 2] You really got some nerve talkin' bout me like you're better Cause you got your shit together and I'm really goin' through it I don't think you have a clue what it feels like Doin' dirt knowin' in your heart you ain't wanna do it I don't got one G bone in my body I ain't never gang banged, I don't know nothing about it I don't claim to be a thug nigga or Illuminati But there really ain't no tellin' what I do when I get rowdy And I'm starvin' and my back against the wall and you ballin' Everytime I see you, all you do is flash hundreds Everything on fleek, I ain't never had nothin' I just wanna be you, wanna feel like stuntin' And lettin' loose and they told me don't bend the rules This is my winter blues, you don't know what I finna do Anything necessary to make it up in the news And I'm taking every mothafuckin' thing that I pick and choose I'm done with that hating shit, the fuck do you think this is? Damn it, you made me sick, ain't no time for no babysit This is the way we live and yes I'm okay with this You think you all that and a bag of potato chips? Could jump off a crazy bridge, and enough of you idiot kids Go suckin' a lady dick, I would never just make amends With none of you shakin' hands in public like yeah yeah Like get the fuck out of my face, dude Listen, I don't give a fuck about your feelings You don't have any idea just what a nigga had to do to get loose All I wanted was to make a decent living I can't even count on all my fingers how much shit I went through Woo, what I went through Yeah, what I went through Uh, and when shit get real Ain't really nothing that you can do, wooTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
