Rude

Man she said why you
Why you always gotta be so rude all the time
I'm like man baby I'm not rude
Only thing I know how to do is speak facts, you know'm sayin
Logic, I ain't
I ain't speaking from no feelings

I can't help but tell the truth
What I look like lying for?
She said damn, you so rude
I told her I don't give a fuck
She told me that her rent's due
So I taught her how to run it up
Now she actin' brand new
Since she got that tummy tuck

I be on a different wave
Tell them bitches surfs up
Money working like a slave
Assets boutta double up
If you went through what I went through
Yo ass would've given up
Every mornin' I be counting blue
And that's why Imma live it up

I was just at the bar
With lil mommy she was spilling her heart
She was taking it hard
Her nigga just left and he took the car
I'm drippin' my sauce
She lookin at me like I'm a shining star
Or beautiful art
You fucking with me then I'm taking you far
The craziest part
Is niggas will hate you just cause they ain't you
I'm breaking your ankles
Taking your bitch and doing the shit that you can't do
And I just got my bottom bitch some new lines of credit
And she was so grateful
You fucking with me like a new pair of shoes on your feet
I can properly lace you
You niggas are weak
You worried bout Patek Philippes
But still be sleeping at your parent's house
That shit embarrassing
I can't do nothing for free
Cause money I care about
I remember losing sleep
Just thinking bout what I'm gon' eat
But things are much better now
No asian cuisine
But all of my dreams Imma carry out
My life is a movie no Paramount
Ain't worried bout tryna get married now
My heart cold as Ben and Jerry's now
I tell all my bitches they sharing now
I heard they ex niggas fairies now
My bitches don't live in no fairy tales
I tell it just like it is
But these hoes don't wanna listen
I just be honest as shit

I can't help but tell the truth
What I look like lying for?
She said damn, you so rude
I told her I don't give a fuck
She told me that her rent's due
So I taught her how to run it up
Now she actin' brand new
Since she got that tummy tuck

I be on a different wave
Tell them bitches surfs up
Money working like a slave
Assets boutta double up
If you went through what I went through
Yo ass would've given up
Every mornin' I be counting blue
And that's why Imma live it up



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Writer(s): Lamont Washington
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