Obviously
I
I
I get so fucking high
Slap high five w/ a helicopter
And I don't come down
Fuck around and need a fucking doctor
Oh zees by the boat
We move packs just like a merchandiser
We all got master minds
Set the plot, then turn to traumatizers
Get it on my own
I'm the boss, just like my name is Diddy
Watch your fucking tone
I would hate to have to smack a bitty
Leave that drama home
All that gossip shit, 'cause I'm not messy
Won't pick up the phone
If I know you ain't talking 'bout Benjies
Run it, run it, run it, up
Stick the paper in the duff
I'm just trynn to catch a nut
No, I can't be your girl, doug
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these bitches
I don't need 'em, just my riches
I ain't never lost a fight
So if you want it, come and get it
This ain't nothing that you're used to
Split 'ya wig, 'ya face be dented
And I've never been the type to give a fuck 'bout what you feeling
Said he want me have his baby
But I'm sorry, just can't do that
I'm only 24
I'm having too much fun, so screw that
If you came here with thoughts to wife me up
Nigga, that's too bad
Don't bother coming here, don't waste your time
So, nigga, move back
I'm one tough pill to swallow
Hallow, is my heart, real cold
He said he can't get enough of me
Said chill, you'll overdose
If they go and empty the clip, then you know they 'gon reload
I keep telling y'all that I'm the shit, but obviously y'all know
Sometimes I give myself advice, and I don't take it
Sometimes I say, yes I'm coming, and I don't make it
Sometimes I put others first, and leave me waiting
Need to learn to trust myself before I tank it
Intuition off the shelf, but I ain't break it
You run around screaming real
We know you faking
It ain't 'bout what you doing, but how you made it
What kind of mark on this world you fucking making
Ain't nobody 'gon kill me
Ain't nobody rey touch me
Think twice and think you can
I put your life out like some garbage
Ain't no one hit wonder
Know I'm a finish what I started
I ain't stopping this shit, 'til I'm in a box
I mean a coffin
Good luck keeping me quiet
Even kidnappers bring me back
Good luck being somebody
The work you put in, boy it lacks
Talking 'bout all your problems
But what you doing to get racks
Better count up some paper, 'fore your home be out with rats
I ain't never been a quitter
F
I
N
A
O
Don't get yourself admitted
Send you to the hospital
Y'all might as well just admit it
Complex the best, I know
I'm the greatest, the coolest
The shit, yeah, I'm a goat
Said I'm one tough pill to swallow
Hallow, is my heart, real cold
He said he can't get enough of me
Said chill, you'll overdose
If they go and empty the clip, then you know they 'gon reload
I keep telling y'all that I'm the shit, but obviously y'all know
Paycheck, to paycheck, to paycheck
Nah, fuck that
I'm 'gon stack this money
And fill up my nap sack
You 'gon take it from me
That's funny, you Bo jack
We both in the running
But I passed you two laps
I'm 'gon take my time hunting rappers like J. Fudd
Who doing this better than me
Tell me who does
I'm fucking your bitch like a henny and hoes stud
And once I get off in it, roll me some damn bud
I'm one tough pill to swallow
Hallow, is my heart, real cold
He said he can't get enough of me
Said chill, you'll overdose
If they go and empty the clip, then you know they 'gon reload
I keep telling y'all that I'm the shit, but obviously y'all know
I
I get so fucking high
Slap high five w/ a helicopter
And I don't come down
Fuck around and need a fucking doctor
Oh zees by the boat
We move packs just like a merchandiser
We all got master minds
Set the plot, then turn to traumatizers
Get it on my own
I'm the boss, just like my name is Diddy
Watch your fucking tone
I would hate to have to smack a bitty
Leave that drama home
All that gossip shit, 'cause I'm not messy
Won't pick up the phone
If I know you ain't talking 'bout Benjies
Run it, run it, run it, up
Stick the paper in the duff
I'm just trynn to catch a nut
No, I can't be your girl, doug
Fuck these niggas
Fuck these bitches
I don't need 'em, just my riches
I ain't never lost a fight
So if you want it, come and get it
This ain't nothing that you're used to
Split 'ya wig, 'ya face be dented
And I've never been the type to give a fuck 'bout what you feeling
Said he want me have his baby
But I'm sorry, just can't do that
I'm only 24
I'm having too much fun, so screw that
If you came here with thoughts to wife me up
Nigga, that's too bad
Don't bother coming here, don't waste your time
So, nigga, move back
I'm one tough pill to swallow
Hallow, is my heart, real cold
He said he can't get enough of me
Said chill, you'll overdose
If they go and empty the clip, then you know they 'gon reload
I keep telling y'all that I'm the shit, but obviously y'all know
Sometimes I give myself advice, and I don't take it
Sometimes I say, yes I'm coming, and I don't make it
Sometimes I put others first, and leave me waiting
Need to learn to trust myself before I tank it
Intuition off the shelf, but I ain't break it
You run around screaming real
We know you faking
It ain't 'bout what you doing, but how you made it
What kind of mark on this world you fucking making
Ain't nobody 'gon kill me
Ain't nobody rey touch me
Think twice and think you can
I put your life out like some garbage
Ain't no one hit wonder
Know I'm a finish what I started
I ain't stopping this shit, 'til I'm in a box
I mean a coffin
Good luck keeping me quiet
Even kidnappers bring me back
Good luck being somebody
The work you put in, boy it lacks
Talking 'bout all your problems
But what you doing to get racks
Better count up some paper, 'fore your home be out with rats
I ain't never been a quitter
F
I
N
A
O
Don't get yourself admitted
Send you to the hospital
Y'all might as well just admit it
Complex the best, I know
I'm the greatest, the coolest
The shit, yeah, I'm a goat
Said I'm one tough pill to swallow
Hallow, is my heart, real cold
He said he can't get enough of me
Said chill, you'll overdose
If they go and empty the clip, then you know they 'gon reload
I keep telling y'all that I'm the shit, but obviously y'all know
Paycheck, to paycheck, to paycheck
Nah, fuck that
I'm 'gon stack this money
And fill up my nap sack
You 'gon take it from me
That's funny, you Bo jack
We both in the running
But I passed you two laps
I'm 'gon take my time hunting rappers like J. Fudd
Who doing this better than me
Tell me who does
I'm fucking your bitch like a henny and hoes stud
And once I get off in it, roll me some damn bud
I'm one tough pill to swallow
Hallow, is my heart, real cold
He said he can't get enough of me
Said chill, you'll overdose
If they go and empty the clip, then you know they 'gon reload
I keep telling y'all that I'm the shit, but obviously y'all know
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Writer(s): Charlee Jones
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