I Told You
Okay, I'm flippin' the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin' that shit you deleted but I got receipts
You know I didn't forget
I love the people who hated me
That's why I made it, you all should get an assist
I couldn't have done it without all the negative energy
I had stuck it in my memory bank
All of the messages you kept on sendin' me
I got to learn how my enemy thinks
You better listen with both ears
Whеn the smoke clears and thе Hennessy drank
That's when it's hard to pretend to be friends
That's when you spot all the friends that be fake
Real is a recognition, realize you get it from repetition
Hey like somebody who never lies
Long as I live I'm the definition, yeah
You try to ruin me, try make a fool of me
You better get off my dictionary
I had a do-up but this ain't no eulogy
I wrote that bitch an obituary
Okay, I'm flippin' the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin' that shit you deleted but I got receipts
You know I didn't forget
I love the people who hated me
That's why I made it, you all should get an assist
Yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit, oh well, I showed you
Yeah, yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit, I needed that, I owe you, I owe you
Just when you thought it was over
I step in the party and get that shit jumpin' again
I know a lot of 'em hopin' I lose, ooh
I'll thank 'em all when I win
This is my favorite part of the sim
Who you know that's goin' harder than him
They should be givin' me fifty
Because I'm goin' Carter, my arm in the rim
You make up half of my plays, you shoulda come to my concert
You don't want pay in my statements
I just want thank all my sponsors
You coulda stayed in your place
You had to wake up the monster
Think about takin' a break
Because you makin' my dick and my balls hurt
Okay, I'm flippin' the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin' that shit you deleted but I got receipts
You know I didn't forget
I love the people who hated me
That's why I made it, you all should get an assist
Yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit, oh well, I showed you
Yeah, yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit
I needed that, I owe you, I owe you
I got the recipe, cook it up
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin' that shit you deleted but I got receipts
You know I didn't forget
I love the people who hated me
That's why I made it, you all should get an assist
I couldn't have done it without all the negative energy
I had stuck it in my memory bank
All of the messages you kept on sendin' me
I got to learn how my enemy thinks
You better listen with both ears
Whеn the smoke clears and thе Hennessy drank
That's when it's hard to pretend to be friends
That's when you spot all the friends that be fake
Real is a recognition, realize you get it from repetition
Hey like somebody who never lies
Long as I live I'm the definition, yeah
You try to ruin me, try make a fool of me
You better get off my dictionary
I had a do-up but this ain't no eulogy
I wrote that bitch an obituary
Okay, I'm flippin' the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin' that shit you deleted but I got receipts
You know I didn't forget
I love the people who hated me
That's why I made it, you all should get an assist
Yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit, oh well, I showed you
Yeah, yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit, I needed that, I owe you, I owe you
Just when you thought it was over
I step in the party and get that shit jumpin' again
I know a lot of 'em hopin' I lose, ooh
I'll thank 'em all when I win
This is my favorite part of the sim
Who you know that's goin' harder than him
They should be givin' me fifty
Because I'm goin' Carter, my arm in the rim
You make up half of my plays, you shoulda come to my concert
You don't want pay in my statements
I just want thank all my sponsors
You coulda stayed in your place
You had to wake up the monster
Think about takin' a break
Because you makin' my dick and my balls hurt
Okay, I'm flippin' the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin' that shit you deleted but I got receipts
You know I didn't forget
I love the people who hated me
That's why I made it, you all should get an assist
Yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit, oh well, I showed you
Yeah, yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn't be shit
I needed that, I owe you, I owe you
I got the recipe, cook it up
Credits
Writer(s): Dustin James Corbett, Calvin Scruby, Chris Madine
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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