Bizzy Crook - I Gotcha (Outro) lyrics

(Verse 1) Ok, this why n***as hate you You ain't even drop sh** in late view They soph*mores slumping off they debut Young kid, kicking smart sh** like the dean's list Funny, vibe magazine labeled me a D-list That's a couple letters that a n***a gotta get up 'Fore I make sure that your favorite rapper never gon' be sh** Your girl a** fat, yeah I seen it, she faithful? Sorry that's some sh** I'm gon have to disagree with You went up to All-Star Weekend, dog You should never leave a good woman all alone So I brung her to the crib, dinner burned, so I order in She ask for good dick, Chef Bizz put that order in Fine, don't believe me I glad you worked it out, but she won't miss a flight to see me For every good girl took for granted Trust there's n***a like me that's gon' help you understand it And to you lil n***as dissing just to get yo' name up I hope you understand that I am not an entertainer They know me for the sh** that I be kicking on these tracks But your better fear the sh** I never mention in these raps And if I hit it once then I could always get it back She might of broke my heart, but I still keep my sh** intact And all them labels tryna get at me Under five, keep your contracts please, you're k**ing trees (Hook) If you been here since day one Hold on, I gotcha All this money bout to come Hold on, I gotcha I'm just waiting on my check Hold on, I gotcha I swear you'll never be in depth Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha (Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha, Just hold on, I gotcha) I'm just waiting on my check Hold on, I gotcha I swear you'll never been in depth Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha (Verse 2) n***a got a headline show back home Ex girl telling all her friends not to go But she don't know I done left they names at the do' There's money to be made, the f** you waiting fo' Ok, I finally understand why n***as hate me They paying just to get in, you might as well pay me And I could make your girl come faster, she in a hurry Run around with all this j**elry got my mama worried Get money, stay free, and never charging n***as You ever charge me for a feature, then I'm charging triple Miami rappers never me onna song wit em' I guess when you ahead, it's hard to get along wit em' So I said f** it, drop the tape Had the city sitting straight 305, Good Luck, and n***a everything great Only thing I miss is court dates So I'm MIA like a DUI in MIA (Hook) If you been here since day one Hold on, I gotcha All this money bout to come Hold on, I gotcha I'm just waiting on my check Hold on, I gotcha I swear you'll never be in depth Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha (Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha, Just hold on, I gotcha) I'm just waiting on my check Hold on, I gotcha I swear you'll never been in depth Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha