Quette - Gone Off That Liquor lyrics

[Hook] (x2) Excuse me, but I'm gone off that liquor I'm up in the lab and I'm tryna get richer If you ain't talkin' 'bout money my n***a, I gotta dismiss ya My phone backed up, if you ain't talking bout money my n***a back up [Verse 1] I ain't got conversation for n***as Wasting my patients with n***as (n***a what you thought) Better yet you wasn't with me when I was knockin' at the door n***a but now I got my shoes off And n***as is a trip, wanna come around poppin' lip Like you did this and that but you ain't really did sh** And these hoes is the same cause they see a n***a comin' up So I make her give me brain till she throwin' up Beats ain't free, a verse ain't free, everything cost n***a I don't know what you thought, but if you got a pocket full of cotton, you gotta walk n***a And I don't know where you came from, but where I'm from you gotta pay some And if you ain't got it, you gotta get up off yo a** and chase and get it (x2) [Bridge] (x2) n***a you all on my time But I don't pay these n***as no mind I don't hear you n***as when you calling my phone with bullsh** You can get the dial tone quick [Hook] (x2) [Verse 2] Excuse me If you ain't puttin' no money up in my pocket I gotta leave, n***a ain't nothing free Most of these n***as be rapping about money up in they songs, so you gotta, pay me You better try with another lame n***a before you try to finesse me Boy, I know better when a n***a really tryna run game, on me Where was you when I was trying to pay the bills You wasn't with me grinding for another meal Where was you when I was spending long nights In the studio up in the hood grindin' all night n***a [Hook] (x2)