Ab-Soul - Big Pay Back lyrics

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Before I exit out this motherf**er, bet you know my name I'm into Swisher Sweets and five dollar champagne You should join my campaign before I lose my damn brain I'm chasing the wind and I don't know if I'm losing or winning Damn shame, sh**, I ain't complaining It's no limits n***a, it's only entertainment So I'm in the Bugatti and got the burner too Right place, right time, I'll murder you Huh, I finally did it, what's the use in being witty ain't nobody with it I'd rather sticky my woody in a wonder woman So good I might never want another one But I'mma always want another woman, real n***a to the core my dude Straight from the liquor store from getting more sippy from me And my recipients 'til we stumble to the floor my dude Straight off top, T.D.E. till 3003 No scratch that, I can't calculate that exact My downfall will probably never be an incident though Use your mind, don't just listen to the instrumental Read the signs before you end up in a pile of sh** You probably did, the least you can do is crack a window You smell that? And if I catch him taking a nap, I tell him that... [Hook] I hope it hit you like a bus done run up ito ya I'm only f**ing with ya, I know it's nothing to ya What I gotta make is something to ya Slept on us long enough, you got it coming to ya [Verse 2: Murs] See me I'm from the mid, don't f** with the kid Heavy artillery, this long will split your wig Put your fitted on the curb, you know, rip your lid Brains on the sidewalks you know what it is, that is I got that strict mentality Razorblade in my mouth, b**h wanna battle me Huh? I slice this b**h up, I ain't playing Snare need stitches from the words that I'm saying Name my badem, Repping L.A.'n Tattoo's showing, mean muggin' at the way in Smack you with a bottle that I picked up on the way in And them n***as that rolling with you only with you cause you pay 'em And real n***as don't get extorted We call for the mother ship, then we board it That mean we fly how we wanna fly Me and Ab coming for you, better go run and hide [Hook] [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Look, I'm really sick, you need to quit, like quiet without the E Supplying the D-man's, sometimes it gets deep man You will die in the deep end, surviving to see it And I'mma be here, the bible is re-writ HiiiPower, you can yell it But make sure it's three i's when you spell it I'm at the bottom of the barrel, let them n***as tell it I might have to put the barrel to a n***as melon Pull up on a few hoes in the new McLaren Back to the condo, condom broke, now I'm apparent Still smiling in the mirror, n***a here to think Everybody got it coming to 'em, even me You only reap what you sow, you only get what you knit My garden's grown, and I'm about to throw a fit