Killer Mike - Sucka Free lyrics

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Killer Mike - Sucka Free lyrics

[Intro: Big Boi, Renegade El Rey] Yeah (Yeah) Hater-free (Yeah) (Hater-free) su*ka-proof (Yeah, yeah) (Yeah, get money, straight up, this some of that) Yeah, here we go Turn the music up for me some (Get money, straight up) (Hater-free) Hater-free (su*ka-proof) su*ka-proof Yo, real sh*t, it's like two in the morning And I'm finna hop in the whip and just smash the gas on these ni**as Here we go [Chorus: Big Boi, Killer Mike, Renegade El Rey] Hater-free (Hater-free), su*ka-proof (su*ka-proof) I should change my name to Bishop, b*tch, I got the juice (Juice) This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (New) If I can't flip a profit, ni**a, what's thе use? (Use) Hater-free (I'm hatеr-free), su*ka-proof (su*ka-proof) I should change my name to Bishop, b*tch, I got the juice (Got the juice) (Straight up) I know your eyes on me when slidin' through (Slide, ho) Just know I raise the bar with everything I do [Verse 1: Killer Mike] Still on my grind like it way back in '09 ('Back in '09) b*tch, get wine, I'ma be doin' just fine (Doin' just fine) Why is you blowin' my high? You could be blowin' my mind (Blowin' my mind) We should be fu*kin' up, bae, I'm hittin' this b*tch from behind ('hind, 'hind, 'hind) You had enough for today, you Ubered our day, goodbye (Goodbye) I'm a romantic, baby, I wanna grow old together (I do) But I'm a savage, baby, we gotta fu*k hoes together (One or two) Some in the world'll think we drippin' on pearly paints Sippin' on syrup and drank, pour up a pint, roll up a zip of the stank Walk at the cops smellin' like crops, sendin' the private room back to the bank Pulled out a quarter-mil' (Mil') I did a hell of a deal (Deal) I bought a block in the bluff (Bluff), I got that b*tch for a steal (Ooh) What is a ni**a to do? (Do) Make you a mil' and then two (Two) Make you a three and a four (Four), never buy boats and who*es (who*es) Rich man rules, you learn 'em (Learn 'em) Ride 'em, rent 'em, return 'em (Return 'em) Try me, I put burner to sternum (Yeah) and send you to God the Eternal [Chorus: Big Boi, Killer Mike, Renegade El Rey] Hater-free (Hater-free), su*ka-proof (su*ka-proof) I should change my name to Bishop, b*tch, I got the juice (Juice) This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (New) If I can't flip a profit, ni**a, what's the use? (Use) Hater-free (I'm hater-free), su*ka-proof (su*ka-proof) I should change my name to Bishop, b*tch, I got the juice (Got the juice) (Straight up) I know your eyes on me when slidin' through (Slide, ho) Just know I raise the bar with everything I do [Verse 2: Big Boi] Back in the lab, give me my coat and my goggles (Give me my goggles) This is that chemistry that no other ni**a can follow (Follow) Down the rabbit hole, we're pinnin' and makin' 'em swallow (Makin' 'em swallow) Apocalyptic, cryptic messages to my followers Still shouting "fu*k the Popo" 'cause they bust like shottas But let a ni**a kill another ni**a, that ain't no problem Trigonometry for the fake broke And I make most of my time when I'm in this space, folks They're keeping us divided by race, ho For riots, looters, vaccine boosters fu*k Billy Gates and the track team shooters No spoon of cotton, that sh*t rotten when you filter through it This that trunk-knockin' music, the goons and dope boys abuse it They pull their choppers and knock a chunk off the top of your noodle See, I convert the brain, break it down and work the game Like referees, remember me? The wave the size of hurricane The way I'm slidin' and swervin', everybody's got to be perfect Everybody got to be nervous when when 'Twan and Michael resurface, ha [Chorus: Big Boi, Killer Mike, Renegade El Rey] Hater-free (Hater-free), su*ka-proof (su*ka-proof) I should change my name to Bishop, b*tch, I got the juice (Juice) This ain't no surprise and this ain't nothin' new (New) If I can't flip a profit, ni**a, what's the use? (Use) Hater-free (I'm hater-free), su*ka-proof (su*ka-proof) I should change my name to Bishop, b*tch, I got the juice (Got the juice) (Straight up) I know your eyes on me when slidin' through (Slide, ho) Just know I raise the bar with everything I do