David Luke - The Spider-Man Theory lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Steve Cantrell] Can't a short n***a make money anymore Rappers sweet nowadays straight honey to the core Never know what they be plotting on 'ya for When you see a little money, sneak disses at 'ya door n***as talkin', but they ain't really saying much But then again I can't really say I gave a f** YMFM, n***a that's the team Couldn't last a day in the stitching in our jeans Talkin' sh** and showing off's what I love to do When they claim that they're the best, always under prove I get a kick out of embarrasin' these n***as Whether rappin' or the fashion' they ain't lastin' with a n***a Curly head n***a with a dope chick Way badder than my last n***a no sh** Jordan boxes to the ceiling every feature, n***a I'm k**in' Boy you're cool with it, I'm rude with it, you're chef n***a I'm Timmy Turn me up I'm rollin', my n***as on that potion They be gettin' faded, kushed up, they're blowin' They be on that loud, but you? We don't even notice I be spittin' rounds, you n***as just super soakers [Beat Break] [Verse 2: Steve Cantrell] It's so retarded ain't it? I got my Jordan 6's on guess I'm ballin' ain't I? Camo snapback, dressed in all black guess I'm mobbin' ain't I? My girl told me get my grind on, guess I'll call her later I'm just a young n***a dressed in leopard I'm beastin' b**h The way I murder every show is some illegal sh** She say she never f**ed the crew, we ain't believing it She on her knees in front of five I guess she plead the fifth, I never seen the b**h Hold on, wait, on to some other sh** Heating up, if you 'gon handle me 'gon need some oven mits Shout out to my publicist, even though she don't exist Every time I drop I give 'em something they ain't f**ing with [Beat Break] [Verse 3: Steve Cantrell] Ridin' round and I'm gettin' it if I got it then I'm spendin' Double cups and doobies, you ain't puttin' in you ain't hittin' That's word to my n***as though, Whoo Kid we ain't finished though They just tweet about it, f** instagram we live this dope My n***as get higher than a b**h We know they be actin' but I ain't lyin' I'm the sh** What it do? Every verse, I be ridin' out the clip Get the agreement and my name so I can sign by the sh** [Outro]