Verse
I've been a rude motherfu*ker
Since i came up out of the womb of my mother
Though i still got manners
Don't get that sh*t backwards
But if i ain't fu*king with you
I'm paper boy in this b*tch
Ain't nobody have to tell you
I hand delivered the news
So don't get this sh*t twisted
Won't get rich to switch up
I been dick to b*tches
And keep my distance with ni**as
Even my cousin will tell you
Son too much love ain't ever helpful
So baby check that record
That sh*t i said i meant it
You ain't gonna play me ever
Picked up on the wrong impression
I'm just nice like that
Causе karma taught me better
Plus all i want is plеasure
Thought that you could bargain better
Cause the boi don't flaunt the get up
Ever seen the piper frat, wait nah
I'm like jack out of the box
I got that magic stock
So, just ask if want it and quit acting like a b*tch
Yo but back to them grits
I quit fu*king rapper cliques
Cause like jesus' kids
Other than their own cause these ni**as don't believe in sh*t
But yo hom's man i think you got the wrong pop
Unless your brother fu*ked your mother wait
I should probably stop talking
Nah fu*k that i ain't say nothing wrong
I'm just laying out my thoughts
And describing the way that i walk
I can back up what i barf
Yo so back up off me ni**a
Though it's cool if i was you i would also be hater dogg
But that sh*t i ain't gon' save your blog
You got backwards me and you ain't on par
It's either i'm worse or i'm better
And if i'm worse i can take it
Cause it's cool i already been burning up pages
So it's cool i don't wanna be zues
Give me the curse of haties
Yeah you can keep that throne
Cause on this side
You your brother's keeper
Cause we bleed for our own
You feel me