Motive - Tell Me lyrics

[Verse One] [Apathy]: Yo, I get the paper so I don't care Hoodied up, winter time, see my breath in the air Timberland prints in snow you can tell I was there Cribs filled with more treasure than a dragon's lair Dragging hoes by the hair you'd swear I'm a caveman No clubs, just a .38 snub in the waistband I'm A.P I like my pockets fat not flat like A.G Make my profit back off raps so pay me Not for the blow, crack or reefer I went through more paper than an old Trapper Keeper Your whole flows tired, give your mouth a rest The way I stay in the lab, it's like house arrest Douse your flesh with gas, light a match then laugh Burn motherf**ers like Joan Of Arc for witchcraft Do I think I'm one of the best? The answer is yes Cause I make sh** bump like cancer in breasts [Verse Two] [Motive]: You know me, ain't nothing changed but my age and cake See your boy keep it raw like an asian plate Your mans bout his loot but still trying to play it safe Fans stand and show praise like Amazing Grace I can teach you to grind a key, doe come back quicker Even a blind man can see that I'm that n***a Hoodie I'm Doe Raking so I'm dealing with wealth You would think I'm masterbating how I'm feeling myself And I know you swear you hard and you willing to test Till them arms coming out like a Timberland vest On the real little homie, I don't like you n***as I'm O.G Ain't got time to fight you n***as No grammer school, got hammers to light you n***as First cla** have your motherf**ing life delivered And I'm far from a k**er, go hard for the skrilla Not a prob, menage with your moms and your sister Rap machine selling crack to fiends Having 'em bring me Iphones and plasma screens What's hood? [Talking]: sh** n***a. You already know how I get down man. The whole crib like a pawn shop man. Hoodies Goodies. I got the X-Box, flat screens and pistols [Verse Three] [Celph Titled]: I'm not Arnold Schwarzenegger but I get to the chopper SKS say yes, it'll break you off proper From the top of your skull I'm Darth Maul in a bar stall with a sharp claw that saws and cause oblong scars This art form is beyond ours and bizarro Your bars are soft and I just piss y'all off Yeah you right macho man I'm Celph Titled The microphone Tae Kwon Do champ And I'll get any show crowd amped Godzillas rocks sold out stands I stand out when I spit, sh** I mean to Steal The Show like I stole a Doug E. Fresh, Slick Rick single Awwww man I remember Puff Daddy had a shiny suit Same time I was steady thinking of a crime to do A couple credit card scams that was it man Only big change any less is just b**h made