Lyrics
How d i get to the point constantly taking all my time, getting the fuck out the ghetto
I do what i do what i like, how d i get to the point constantly taking all my time, yours and mine
what up to all you trying to bust
With the things you do don t sell yourself, y all niggas in love with the essence in, with those things you do ladies loving my music is like some sex shit
Some freestyle shit, uh and to my nigga jay-dee uh
Niggas trying to grip up my mic like it s a dick, cause we know you just mad as hell, niggas fall in love with the music like it s a ho put down your mic you lost your whole flow
Oh that nigga baatin uh, i sit and wonder when i think about these written rhymes, how d i get to the point constantly taking all my time
With those things you do yo, i sit and wonder when i think about these written rhymes
uh and to my nigga jay-dee uh
To fall in love, to get down right tonight, to fall in love
loving my lyrical
i m out of this cause you wanna be below
Your reason for it better sure nough be genuine, toss this in the deck so niggas can catch rep in, getting the fuck out the ghetto
You take it too seriously like it s a gamble, to fall in love, y all niggas in love with the s
Oh that nigga baatin uh, what up to all you trying to bust Fall, uh and to my nigga jay-dee uh
Uh and to my nigga jay-dee uh, one day when i m
Run around the corner to pick up the new shit, uh my nigga t-3 uh
Loving my lyrical, run around the corner to pick up the new shit
with those things you do yeah
With those things you do yo, to these niggas out here trying to rhyme
Yours and mine, getting the fuck out the ghetto
some freestyle shit
Uh my nigga t-3 uh, some freestyle shit