I W C K
Yeah
It's cold out here right now
Yeah
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
Spread love
Spread love
They Hate
They Hate
What I make
And I make
Niggas irrate
My eyes red
Diolate
I'm with his lady about to violate
Outback
Yeah that's my lake
Man look how my cup runneth over
It's pounds of gorilla glue for all my prime apes
Two days I been in and out 5 states
Be greatful I made it at all
Don't be bitchin bout how I arrived late
Tell them get way the fuck out of my face
Can't control the decisions my mind makes
Oh no, not in my case
If words could kill all these niggas
For real all these niggas are nothing but lightweight
Lightweight
Please don't make me boost the crime rate
They looking at a nigga sideways
All cause I went and copped a crib
Up the hill
Behind gates
Been telling niggas this since myspace
Ohh
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Sorry that I'm less friendly
Now that my bank account is less empty
I try to tell them don't express envy
And now the baddest hoes try to tempt me
The baddest hoes try to tempt me
Tell all the hoes give a nigga 10 feet
Tell all them niggas give a nigga 10 feet
Rolling gelato inside of a Bently
While all them niggas try to make ends meet
These niggas really not who they pretend to be
These niggas really not who they pretend to be
You really shouldn't want me as an enemy
You really shouldn't want me as an enemy
My demons are a different kind of entity
I don't even know what's gotten into me
I don't even know what's gotten in
But if words could kill all these niggas
For real all these niggas are nothing but lightweight
Lightweight
Please don't make me boost the crime rate
They looking at a nigga sideways
All cause I went and copped a crib
Up the hill
Behind gates
Been telling niggas this since myspace
Ohh
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
Spread love
Spread love
They Hate
They Hate
What I make
Yeah
Spread love
Spread love
They Hate
They Hate
What I make
Yeah
It's cold out here right now
Yeah
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
Spread love
Spread love
They Hate
They Hate
What I make
And I make
Niggas irrate
My eyes red
Diolate
I'm with his lady about to violate
Outback
Yeah that's my lake
Man look how my cup runneth over
It's pounds of gorilla glue for all my prime apes
Two days I been in and out 5 states
Be greatful I made it at all
Don't be bitchin bout how I arrived late
Tell them get way the fuck out of my face
Can't control the decisions my mind makes
Oh no, not in my case
If words could kill all these niggas
For real all these niggas are nothing but lightweight
Lightweight
Please don't make me boost the crime rate
They looking at a nigga sideways
All cause I went and copped a crib
Up the hill
Behind gates
Been telling niggas this since myspace
Ohh
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Sorry that I'm less friendly
Now that my bank account is less empty
I try to tell them don't express envy
And now the baddest hoes try to tempt me
The baddest hoes try to tempt me
Tell all the hoes give a nigga 10 feet
Tell all them niggas give a nigga 10 feet
Rolling gelato inside of a Bently
While all them niggas try to make ends meet
These niggas really not who they pretend to be
These niggas really not who they pretend to be
You really shouldn't want me as an enemy
You really shouldn't want me as an enemy
My demons are a different kind of entity
I don't even know what's gotten into me
I don't even know what's gotten in
But if words could kill all these niggas
For real all these niggas are nothing but lightweight
Lightweight
Please don't make me boost the crime rate
They looking at a nigga sideways
All cause I went and copped a crib
Up the hill
Behind gates
Been telling niggas this since myspace
Ohh
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
You know Ima get even
Even when the odds
When the odds are against me
Yeah
Spread love
Spread love
They Hate
They Hate
What I make
Yeah
Spread love
Spread love
They Hate
They Hate
What I make
Yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Wilson
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