Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me bro
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago ain't nothing new
I seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over with
That's all she wrote all she wrote all she wrote
I said it's over with that's all she wrote
All she wrote all she wrote
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
It's stupid how I go in knowin' everybody
Knowin' that
I'm sewing up the game
Destroying lames they hate me for it
Eventually see they can't beat then with me they join
Others sworn under oath or banished
Left completely scorned
You tell lies get caught nigga kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
On the fast track ain't no need for no pit stops
I just laugh at nigga wishin' they were this hot
Guess they mad at me uh really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons
You the Flintstones catch me in the end zone
High stepping
Prime Time
Thought you niggas been know ain't no blocking my shine
Like my new Air Yeezy's you can see me
In the night time
I get rich off livin' life
You check to check reciting rhymes
So call me what you want wanna hate have a nice time
While I get stupid paper hey my dough ain't in this right mind
Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me bro
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
Streets like cold Chicago ain't nothing new
I seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow goodnight it's over
Man Tip told me
With that's all she wrote on this hoe tip
Best tip I could give you to hip you
Is never to let these traits trick you
Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love you slut
She dig a hole take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch
Shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you
If I should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns
Like double stick it's you but fuck it Tip it's cool
I'm chillin' like a villain like the penguin in
Its fuckin' igloo eatin' fudgesicles
I'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you
Before I tie a fuckin' knot
I'd tie you in one bitch
You think this is some Nintendo game
How fucking dumb is you
I'll give you some mumps
Before I split some lump sum's with you
So here's a penny for your thoughts
But it won't buy you a cheeseburger
Although a nickle might just get you one pickle
Fuck it it's official so blow the whistle
I got a trust issue that's a bombshell
Scud missile
I got this cuss at you
To fuckin' cuss at you like before I rapped
I was a motherfucking stud
Slut this will teach you not to come drunk
Stumbling my way for shizzle
I still live like I bought you the Gilbert slot
Checks stob bizzle so fuck Sizzler's
These Checkers are bust like a blood blister
Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches knew
As soon as they saw me it's never me they'll
Get the privilege to know
I roll like a desperado now I don't ever know
Where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Until it's over and it's all she wrote
The credit roller curtain closer movie over with
But don't get mad at me go blame the chick
Who wrote this shit yeah life is sure a bitch
But she know I'm rich that why she give me
What I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again
I kick this shit
Give a damn got it pouring in
Peso euro yeah ah ha
I'm paid never
Gonna be broke again see me posted in anything
Wearing any chain never gon' see me totin'
Anything all you gon' see is bang
It's so nice where I kick it hate you never get to visit
Yeah I'm on another level but you niggas still can get it
It's all over 'fore you finish sorry bro this road we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business
Yeah I guess life is a bitch ain't it TIP
And this one thinks they the shit
Shirt off my back
I wouldn't give you
The dirt off my handkerchief
I'm giving these ho's a dose of they own medicine
Let 'em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now
But in case you didn't
I'mma stick
This whole pad full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around
Just wasting it so I pace this shit
A little bit quicker that clock
I'm racing it doubling time it
But I still spit triple the amount of insults
In a tenth of the time
That it may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man I still say K Marts like there's an apostrophe S
On the door and they say MCDonald's
Isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong
But if you're gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot
For the best hot dogs you can get the F on dawg
Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
I bet they knew as soon
As they saw me goodnight it's over
With that's all she wrote
I roll like a desperado now I never know
Where I'm gonna go
But still I ball like there's no tomorrow
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
All she wrote all she wrote
I said it's over with that's all she wrote
All she wrote all she wrote
Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote
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Tempo takie jak w orginale: 85 BPM
Tonacja taka jak orginał: A♭
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