Lyrics

(Hating niggas on the side) Genius Child Spread Love Let's get it Where you at 5 Man I'm out here in my skin Wait do you know the time I see the clock and it's time to win Hating niggas on the side I realize that it's us and them See they could lock the door and throw away the keys But can't stop me from busting in Where you at 5 Man I'm out here in my skin Wait do you know the time I see the clock and it's time to win Hating niggas on the side I realize that it's us and them See they could lock the door and throw away the keys But can't stop me from busting in I'm going off right now (Yeah) Somebody let the pastor know I'm far from a average Joe I'm sick and tired of these rabbit holes I miss the leaders that we had before They stood for the love and they walked down a tragic road If you messing up they money politicians want your casket closed| If you killing and dividing we can laugh and joke You don't want no smoke you could pass the dro Tell shawty throw it back like a lateral Iain't slacking when it's casual Iain't clapping at the magic show Imma give you what you asking for Leroy with the magic glow No the devil can't have my soul Watch my seeds from the patio Told Pop imma put on for the mills even Patty know Yeah that's Fasho| I don't know what's wrong with my generation thinking everything happen overnight Tryna tell em when they rushing that it's deadly repercussions dodging in that traffic on a motorbike Tryna put em on buku game if you ain't tryna hear me then you should jam Dolemite If the cops pull you over talking mad aggressive smile at em like sure ya right Where you at 5 Man I'm out here in my skin Wait do you know the time I see the clock and it's time to win Hating niggas on the side I realize that it's us and them See they could lock the door and throw away the keys But can't stop me from busting in Where you at 5 Man I'm out here in my skin Wait do you know the time I see the clock and it's time to win Hating niggas on the side I realize that it's us and them See they could lock the door and throw away the keys But can't stop me from busting in That's right I'm Pablo Picasdough stay making a masterpiece They already know that Dough fasho coming through the door like I got the master key Stay on pace in the race they ain't lapping me Usually charge a fee let me tap for free I'm a dog in my skin now I crawl in the skin like the monsters that was on "The Faculty" I don't worry bout haters thats a laugh to me Just a lower case A man you half a G Ol' Lady and your hoes look trash to me Roll the dice with your dick thats craps to me Hey 5 where you at? I don't know Sipping on a 4 tryna get it from the floor Plot on the score from AG studio The verse going up Iain't got em for the low Once I get the spot Iain't tryna let it go hell no I'ma need gorilla glue and velcro Ten toes down work boots and shell toes They gone feel me my raps in brail hoe Bird out the clock for you Smitty it's yo time Don't worry about me Iain't hitting my prime Tell them haters go and pick up a pom pom While I shine leave them niggas on the sideline Where you at 5 Man I'm out here in my skin Wait do you know the time I see the clock and it's time to win Hating niggas on the side I realize that it's us and them See they could lock the door and throw away the keys But can't stop me from busting in Where you at 5 Man I'm out here in my skin Wait do you know the time I see the clock and it's time to win Hating niggas on the side I realize that it's us and them See they could lock the door and throw away the keys But can't stop me from busting in Real nigga flow
Writer(s): Renard Emile Sr Smith, Aaron Griffin, Trevon Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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