Letterman
"Osama where you at
This like my fifth time calling your phone
And it's like... I don't understand we just had a conversation about this shit
You do this every time
You always fucking with them other bitches like
Every time you don't answer my phone you with the next bitch
Like I don't understand why you keep doing me like this
Like I don't do nothing but treat you right
I don't do nothing but try to love you and you always fucking around on me"
I was just a rookie to this shit now ima veteran
Came from the bottom Ian never have a helping hand
Pops wasn't there but that shit turned me to a better man
Swear I seen it coming maybe I should be a weather man
All about my cheese I might change my name cheddar man
Talking to my cup about my problems not the reverend
Know them niggas wish they could compare to me they never can
I done earned my stripes in this shit I need a letterman
I done earned my stripes in this game I need a trophy
Feeling like I'm Steph, I step back, then I let off three
nigga tried to run up toe tag, he got cold feet
I was in my feelings mixing taylor port with codeine
Bitch don't call cornyycobb He died that's the old me
Choppa hit a nigga face shot, and cut his goatee
Get it for the low and I charge it for a bigger fee
My money get too long I had to throw out all them skinny jeans
Know I'm smoking on the real one it come from over seas
I only hit her once now she in love I touched her ovaries
I got a lotta Cho's, but want some mo I turned to a fiend
He take his life for granted if he think bout taking some from me
I was just a rookie in this shit now ima veteran
Came from the bottom Ian never have a helping hand
Pops wasn't there but that shit turned me to a better man
Swear I seen it coming maybe I should be a weather man
All about my cheese I might change my name cheddar man
Talking to my cup about my problems not the reverend
Know them niggas wish they could compare to me they never can
I done earned my stripes in this shit I need a letterman
I used to be the underdog, now everybody cheer
No I cant trust these niggas nah everybody weird
Might go and cop the audemar im stunting on my peers
I just hopped in a foreign car I dont know how to steer
She said wouldn't change but she switch just like the gears
Thought she was my future had to leave her in the rear
Dont think that I can love again thats my biggest fear
And I'm scared to turned my cuz they might stab me with a spear
And Im drowning in my problems like I swan in lake lanier
Young nigga this a pain song tell me do you hear
No you cant come around me yo intentions aint sincere
Im tired of the media I wana disappear
I liked to smoke exotic Ian really into beer
My niggas keep that 40 tucked it and no souvenir
My vision was getting blurry I start rocking Cartiers
Remember when they wasn't worried I start poppin now they care
I was just a rookie in this shit now ima veteran
Came from the bottom Ian never had a helping hand
Pops wasn't there but that shit turned me to a better man
Swear I seen it coming maybe I should be a weather man
All about my cheese I might change my name cheddar man
Talking to my cup about my problems not the reverend
Know them niggas wish they could compare to me they never can
I done earned my stripes in this shit I need a letterman
"What then other bitches got that I don't, What they doing that I'm not
I'm so fucking sick of yo shit Osama, you ain't shit"
This like my fifth time calling your phone
And it's like... I don't understand we just had a conversation about this shit
You do this every time
You always fucking with them other bitches like
Every time you don't answer my phone you with the next bitch
Like I don't understand why you keep doing me like this
Like I don't do nothing but treat you right
I don't do nothing but try to love you and you always fucking around on me"
I was just a rookie to this shit now ima veteran
Came from the bottom Ian never have a helping hand
Pops wasn't there but that shit turned me to a better man
Swear I seen it coming maybe I should be a weather man
All about my cheese I might change my name cheddar man
Talking to my cup about my problems not the reverend
Know them niggas wish they could compare to me they never can
I done earned my stripes in this shit I need a letterman
I done earned my stripes in this game I need a trophy
Feeling like I'm Steph, I step back, then I let off three
nigga tried to run up toe tag, he got cold feet
I was in my feelings mixing taylor port with codeine
Bitch don't call cornyycobb He died that's the old me
Choppa hit a nigga face shot, and cut his goatee
Get it for the low and I charge it for a bigger fee
My money get too long I had to throw out all them skinny jeans
Know I'm smoking on the real one it come from over seas
I only hit her once now she in love I touched her ovaries
I got a lotta Cho's, but want some mo I turned to a fiend
He take his life for granted if he think bout taking some from me
I was just a rookie in this shit now ima veteran
Came from the bottom Ian never have a helping hand
Pops wasn't there but that shit turned me to a better man
Swear I seen it coming maybe I should be a weather man
All about my cheese I might change my name cheddar man
Talking to my cup about my problems not the reverend
Know them niggas wish they could compare to me they never can
I done earned my stripes in this shit I need a letterman
I used to be the underdog, now everybody cheer
No I cant trust these niggas nah everybody weird
Might go and cop the audemar im stunting on my peers
I just hopped in a foreign car I dont know how to steer
She said wouldn't change but she switch just like the gears
Thought she was my future had to leave her in the rear
Dont think that I can love again thats my biggest fear
And I'm scared to turned my cuz they might stab me with a spear
And Im drowning in my problems like I swan in lake lanier
Young nigga this a pain song tell me do you hear
No you cant come around me yo intentions aint sincere
Im tired of the media I wana disappear
I liked to smoke exotic Ian really into beer
My niggas keep that 40 tucked it and no souvenir
My vision was getting blurry I start rocking Cartiers
Remember when they wasn't worried I start poppin now they care
I was just a rookie in this shit now ima veteran
Came from the bottom Ian never had a helping hand
Pops wasn't there but that shit turned me to a better man
Swear I seen it coming maybe I should be a weather man
All about my cheese I might change my name cheddar man
Talking to my cup about my problems not the reverend
Know them niggas wish they could compare to me they never can
I done earned my stripes in this shit I need a letterman
"What then other bitches got that I don't, What they doing that I'm not
I'm so fucking sick of yo shit Osama, you ain't shit"
Credits
Writer(s): Macarius Cobb
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