Brokencyde - f** That lyrics

[Intro x2] Ok we on, we on another level, tho Wish we were gonzo but we ain't gonna ever go You've better grab a seat cause this is forever ho This is the f**in' life we chose, we'll never let it go! [Verse 1] On the way back to the top (ohhh) What you think I'm gonna et you take my spot (nooo)? This is my home, this is my thrown [?] up on your iPhone Real sh**, baby, I'ma keep it real though Says she wanna party, I'm just tryna chill, ho Says she drink, but she's tryna hit that k** smoke I got what you need, f** what you believe! [Hook x2] Now f** that, now f** that Now get the f** back, I don't trust back Now f** that, now f** that You just mad cause we bringing crunk back [Verse 2] I told you we were coming back: BrokeNCYDE, no heart attack; We never died, we only tried to get back to where we started at Had a little trouble with the mainstream Little bit of trouble with the old team Try'na get back to old scheme, just me and Mikl them OG's These b**hes try to hate but what they say and what they talk about Ain't nothing more than fake so let 'em hate and watch me knock em out With a left hook and a side kick, you're b**h is on my dick Try'na get on that high tip, we smoke loud on that hype sh** Been rippin' sh** since 98, 05 we made a myspace BrokeNCYDE on the front page First comes fame, then comes hate Then comes a bunch of people making up sh** Websites filled with nothing but a**umptions I'm like f** 'em let 'em all hate Shoot these bullets out of my brain k** these lies I'm try'na maintain But I can't help it I am insane I am psychotic, schizophrenic Let's be honest, you won't let us Get too far, go too hard Your time is up this world is ours, motherf**er!! [Hook] [Verse 3: Deuce] All these old rappers are out, this new music is in Whats all the beef about when all you do is pretend? You've better hold your breath and your lady friends Here I come again, Russian roulette I play the game until the end You came straight up out of thin air Blank stare? Then you've better prepare For a race yeah I'm already over here Hit the breaks man I'm already first place A mistake, yeah, but you'll never change that Means that I'ma be on stage You feel that, that's a bunch of anxiety All mixed up with a bunch of hate For when i got motherf**in' betrayed Rain, rain, never gonna go away Bang, bang, bang, shells hitchya mayne Dang, dang, why you mad at me And BrokeNCYDE f** what you think! You should be ashamed: call the police You're a rat the whole hood know that You see my face, you can't complain If you're a h*mo, then gimme brain! Okay, okay, okay, okay Lets put the past away Lets discuss things in a better manner, better way Hey! Things coulda been worse But i k**ed this verse in, umm, two seconds Schooled these kids brought 'em all to church Lemme guess you're upset and you're feelings hurt! [Hook]