BeatsCraze - Ctrl + Alt + Del lyrics

[Verse 1: Cyrus] All these boys wanna sound like me They still boys how it sound lately Wanna name they songs too After mine real sh** baby This dick your dick baby They trying to ride your dick baby All them boys no good boo But sh**, you, you bad baby Even rap on the same beats Then they act like they ain't me Even jock how I write tweets Just to act like they like me This ain't a diss you'd get disfigured 'Bout to turn a song every week into 6 figures Mannequin challenge every rapper just a stick figure Life is a b**h but she sleeping in the bed with me Oh my God! But he got nothing to do with it I'd give a f** but sh**, at the end of the day you wouldn't know what to do with it Talented as f** and still work harder than half these kids that's true with it After all I'm blessed but these praying hands ain't ever preyed on fans I never play how could we, only play our hands Could mix plenty tapes but make mix-tapes better Pistol-whip your tape like it's a new Beretta Lit from coast to coast I make time-zones jealous Heard your b**h might want me to make her mistake better She wanna see this D give her the 6 disc changer Scratch this disc and I might just change ya Life ain't cheap, your two cents need change up She ride this D like a new jeep wrangler [Interlude: Cyrus] Yeah, and this sh** go out to like, f**in' everybody Man, I wasn't gonna have a hook on this sh**, but Let me try something like this If you think this song's about you then maybe it is, maybe it is, alright You talk, you talk, you talk, but you don't ever do sh**, you never do sh** (oh no) Little b**h [Verse 2: Cyrus] I been going off the top, she be giving up the top, you bottom-fishing Made a song about a thot, made a song about a lot, no songs with you Really need to get a job, say you working but you're not, what's wrong with you? You been working up a favor, God can't save ya None of them songs you made should've left that paper You hear what I'm saying, the fast rap flow, hair with the Saiyan Do you got the time or do you just watch? Do you got the drive or do you just walk? Oh you got the key? I need a valet Why's your whole life one bad day You a stop sign I'm a fast break Better yet your drive is a driveway I don't back out sh** I only back up sh** I got internal drive but my external quick I'm in a solid state you in a solace state My silence of the lambs you just an awkward date, like Maybe you need Jesus? Me I ball you need some Every year my year But you never in season Plus you talk too much Give you the silent treatment See I don't give f**s Dicks don't keep secrets Guess I'm out for blood Is that your p**y bleeding? You boys won't be us Ctrl+Alt+Del you