Verse 1 *(Psyde)*
Been an done some sh**
Been an done some sh** quick
An Psyde gonna ride fo tha bloody money b**h
Why Psyde wanna pull it why?
So I grab Young Buk an them guys for real nik
Here goes the real deal
Cuz if I ride I'm a die fo y'all
I'm a drop on the sh**s clip
Ain't nuthin but max hits
So when we ride
It's S-U-A-V-E to the last tip
I done did some sh**
That's why I gots to keep my a** outta this
Because I'm a nervous hit
I'm trapped in a padded roof
But did get to weap an theres no loot for it
An I gotta buy some b**h
Knew that's disasterous
Oh it's like the a**
An that's after
It's laughter an havok tricks
Respectfully n***as pull it, an we sick
Big ball an Psy
Wit Psyde I got
All I see is penitenteries
See all these demons big as pistols
Magnums
I'm so dispareless
Get down fo yo ground
Juss give me Young Buk an my raps
n***a may slap me
My pockets gettin leathal an I
Gotta feed my kids
Wacky n***as fo my peoples
I know what the f** it did
My n***as know what's up wit yo false
Where the f** that fall?
Young a** n***a puttin in work
What the f** you thought
Chorus *(Psycho Drama)*
I'd a
I'd a
Been a
Been a done some sh**
Been a bust that b**h
n***a f** that sh**
Light a fuse to the b**h
Exclude the b**h
n***a shoot that b**h
Let a mutha f**a do some sh**, been a done some sh**
Been a bust that b**h
n***a f** that sh**
Light a fuse to the b**h
Exclude the b**h
n***a shoot that b**h
Let a mutha f**a do some sh**
Verse 2 *(Buk)*
I'd a been an done some sh**
Cuz it's so many questions I ain't got answers fo
Maybe it's some sh** I don't really need to know
So I juss chill
An keep my mind stuck on my own f**in business
But these n***as here
They be all in my physics
Tryin to count my figgaz
Like what I done made
An who I done laid
What I done spoke
How many rocks, an how many blows
Lord knows
It don't stop
What if I popped yo knot an locked yo spot
Must have forgot
Who dropped yo boys off at that vacant lot
Yeah that's what I thought
Brought it on yoself, an pleed
An ain't gonna help nuthin
Shoulda let me let it slide
When I tried to let this sh** slide
But I guess you said forget it
So I came to yo set an wet it
Wit Buk an Psyde gettin Buk on the side
Me screamin S-U-A-V-E
Don't f**in play wit me
You'll fate'll be known
To the chrome
Leave me lone
I'm goin through hard times
An on the come up
You can keep them opinions to yo self
Because I'm shorty
I don't give no f**
I'm
Straight mutha f**a Buk
Now n***a what??
Huh sh**tt
Chorus
Verse 3 *(Young Buk)*
Let a mutha f**a do some sh**
A young n***a do some sh**
sh** can get fatal an hard like anvils
You know the man real
An on the stand still
n***as get popped like can't feel
Then it's a damn thrill
To be Psycho Dramatical
Too much to han-deal
But it be certian mutha f**az that down me
Actin like they wanna get a man k**ed
Y'all don't wanna f** around now do y'all?
I don't give a f** about who call theyself
Been in sh**
I been a hurt you like a U-Haul
Full 'o n***as wit blue ballz
An b**h
Leap at it
Idiotic a** tendacy
To be doin some sh**
When a mutha f**a cross me like a crucifix
Lucifer gonna loosen it
That mean
Would you do that sh**
An come back
Even more confusin b**h
If I come back before that sh**
That's concrete wit yo shoes in it
An abusin fists
Gonna be distributed
Fo you hoes who calculated
An miscomputed
I'm in the booth gettin booted
n***a got 18
Mutha f** you seconds
Before who's a** die?
Shovin 2 mutha f**in slugs into his sh**
Juss to blow his high
Enterin angel spells
Born in anotha thang
You see the vein
When the pain repell it
An the brain reveals
Mouth mad like southern caine
An pain to k**
Chorus