Weird Shit - Live

There's some reasons
That I'm needed god got me
I'm believing can't stop me
It's my season
I'm mahomes with the chiefs and
I'mma lead my fucking team in
Yeah I break it down to little wins
Like brick after brick again
You picking up I'm putting in
Work on the track I go bizerk

In your feelings got you hurt
Got versace for her purse
Couple baddies gotta swerve
Yeah I just kick em to the curb
Cause yeah I know my worth
I'mma diamond in the rough bitch
That tough shit yeah go kick it to
The tough kids

Enough bitch I'm just trying to
Count these hundreds
No nonsense I ain't got that type
Of conscience
I'm on one and
I ain't fucking giving up
Like gods son imma speak until
I'm lifted up

So often that you getting fucking
Sick of him
Until you play it again and
Now you think you him
Was built to win that's why
They always fuck with him

Now let's get back to the
Topic at hand
Bitch I been the man that's why
I am who I am
I walk into the room and
These baddies like my smile
They like the way I smoke
How I dress like my style
They see the fucking logo
Now they begging to get down
It's all throughout the city
State to State it's in ya town
Six oh three is here bitch
Let's get it clear bitch
I ain't fucking with
None of that weird shit



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Writer(s): Kevin Watt
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