Envy

Nigga, holla at your boy
See, I think y'all see the similarities now
Me and Nicki, we both like money
We both run the streets, and our haters
Oh man, y'all make us do what we do (Aphilliates nigga, pay attention)

Envy
All they do is envy
Don't they know what's in me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that envy?
Why would they offend me?
Why they go against me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that ass?

Sw-swingin' for, sw-sw-sw-swingin' for
Sw-swingin' for, sw-sw-sw-swingin' for
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me?
Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty
Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me?

Now every club promoter wanna bid like auctions
'Cause I pack shows, sell ticks like Boston
Pat your back, hoe, why the fuck they coughin'?
Oh, I got 'em sick, better get that coffin'

I say coffin', you can say casket
They're so trash, but where's the waste basket?
Where's my hat, and where's my straitjacket?
Yup, they jackin', back to Maybachin' (woo)

Everythin' I do, bitches wanna do it too
I guess-guess you just skip to my lou
I just came through, I flew to St. Lou
Back to kill you, they blew like HQ

Why is it that they make Nicki a target?
Just 'cause this lil' piggy went to the market
Marketin' steps, they marketed sex
M-mark it with a X, they talkin' them checks now

Envy
All they do is envy
Don't they know what's in me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that envy?
Why would they offend me?
Why they go against me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that ass?

Sw-swingin' for, sw-sw-sw-swingin' for
Sw-swingin' for, sw-sw-sw-swingin' for
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me?
Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty
Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me?

Why did envy?
Why you go against me?
When I got trendy, why you ain't commend me?
Why when I needed it, why you couldn't lend me?
Why you was secretive, frontin' like you friendly?

Why did you fear that, held my career back?
Kick it like air max, I don't wanna hear that
'Cause now I see-see-see-see all your run-down
Niggas better have my money by sun down (Trap-A-Holics mixtapes)

'Cause now when I come through I'm stylin' on 'em
It's like I got hotter than islands on 'em
They say she got colder than igloos did she
I'm in a GT, she in a Mitsubishi

Just left Mr. Miyagi
Tell that bitch jump if that bitch feel froggy
'Cause I got one leg up in the middle of the ring
And that bitch better duck when that bell go "Ding"

Envy
All they do is envy
Don't they know what's in me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that envy?
Why would they offend me?
Why they go against me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that ass?

Sw-swingin' for, sw-sw-sw-swingin' for
Sw-swingin' for, sw-sw-sw-swingin' for
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me?
Thirsty, thirsty, thirsty
Why they wanna curse me, curse me, curse me?

I'm me, don't you like what you see?
Won't you get like me?
'Cause you thought that I would die
But I'm fine
I'm me, don't you like what you see?
Won't you get like me?
'Cause you thought that I would die
But I'm fine (fine, fine, fine, fine)

Envy
All they do is envy
Don't they know what's in me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that envy?
Why would they offend me?
Why they go against me?
Don't they know I'm comin' back, swingin' for that ass (The Aphilliates, nigga)



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Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Jonathan Joyner, Jahmon Pauling
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