Preset - M.I.B

I didn’t want to do it
Now, I really got to do it
Cause they said I couldn’t do it
Now, I’m going to have to prove it
Your girl she all up on me
And she is feeling on my Tommy's
If you try to run up on me
Then I’ll pull up with a Tommy
Or I’ll do you one better
And I’ll pull out the Beretta
Aim it straight for your head
You should write your last letter
This music is my wife
Yea this music is my life
Try to take her from me
Ima have to take your life
You took a shot and missed
You can pull up with your stick
But I’ll treat you like D-Bo
And I’ll smack you with a brick
I ain’t got no time for this
Yea y’all took all of my patience
Dawg I swear I’ll take your chick
Take her to my occupation
I’m really going to slay her
I’ll save some for later
Savor the flavor
I’m counting up paper
These rappers they're actors
They're haters they're fakers
They fake cause they hate us
They hate cause they ain’t us
I’ll flip it
I’ll kill it
I got a new mistress
She hops in the whip in the frontal position
You say that you’re better
But seeing’s believing
I haven’t seen nothing
So, I can’t believe it
You get what you get
What you sow you gon reap it
Y’all selling your souls
But mine I’m gon keep it
Couple bands around my neck
Couple bands around my wrist
Swear that I’m up next
I swear I’ll top your list
Switching my flows dawg, I’m bipolar
But I’ll keep my cool my composure
I'm trying to gain some exposure
Check your girls left shoulder
We don’t kick rocks
Dawg we kick boulders
Predicting dominance
Confident, competent
Get on a track and I got to kill all of it
You are incompetent
You are the opposite
I am a colonist
This is my continent
They thought I changed but I’m back
And I’m killing all these tracks
I got a girl
On my lap
And she trying to throw it back
A couple racks
A couple stacks
Gave that girl a heart attack
I am legend like Will Smith
But I feel like men in black
They thought I changed but I’m back
And I’m killing all these tracks
I got a girl
On my lap
And she trying to throw it back
A couple racks
A couple stacks
Gave that girl a heart attack
I am legend like Will Smith
But I feel like men in black
Yea I feel like men in black
With a strap in my backpack
Ready to clap back
With a semiautomatic
And the half of a clip
Cause I wasted half that
Trying to backtrack
On my bad past
You gon snapback
Like a hat
When I bust a cap
In your back fat
From the hatchback
This is payback
Time to pay back
Better fall back
Before I blow your stacks up in Saks
With a chick that's so bad
She can walk up in your house
Take the money out your hand
Put it in a black bag
Put the bag in the trunk
I ain’t Steve Jobs but I’ll pull up with a mac
Blow your top back if you talk back
Hit you with the backhand
And the gun goes BANG, BANG
Rappers are blind like I hit them with a flashbang
Nah I’m just playing I did that for fun
My lyrics are weapons I don’t need a gun
But if someone comes at me
Or talks about my family
They gon see the season finale
The gun gon be clapping
They ain’t gon be happy
The bullets gon fly
Their bodies reacting
So, don’t you dare lie
Yea don’t you be acting
Cause I don’t trust no one
Not even my actions
They thought I changed but I’m back
And I’m killing all these tracks
I got a girl
On my lap
And she trying to throw it back
A couple racks
A couple stacks
Gave that girl a heart attack
I am legend like Will Smith
But I feel like men in black

Written by:
Jorge Landestoy

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