Tom: A minor•
Verse 1
When you doing you, and
you real fly with it
It's like niggas always wanna check
you, know what I'm saying?
Always wanna make sure you keeping it real,
keeping it real
Nigga, nigga do you
Verse 2
Am
(Back up offa me, back up offa me)
Won't you get out my face,
better stay in your place
I'm fed up, how much can I take
Yo, you need to just
(Back up offa me, back up offa me)
I got money to make,
not a minute to waste
I need space when I try to create
Yo, you need to just
(Back up offa me)
See me in the Cut'
(Back up offa me)
Trying to roll up
(Back up offa me)
Or we can roll up
(Back up offa me)
Ay, yo, motherfucker, hold up
Verse 3
I know he ain't talking,
this is grown- man business
Be your own man, stand on your own feet
I thought we was homies
But you comin' at me like
you don't know me
You think you do,
but you're probably wrong
I'm surrounded by more babies than Ashanti songs,
oh baby
I know you don't get it
Try to walk in my shoes,
I know you won't fit it
Just cause I know you and your flow,
too
There's more to it, you won't get it,
I don't owe you
You want Hi- Tek to do a record for you
So niggas is checking for you
Cut the bull, cause niggas
get respected for you
Get your own respect dude,
that ain't mean and evil
Ain't no crutches in my crew
My crew a crew of equals (yup)
Shit was cool when we was teenagers,
we grown men
You my people,
but I don't need you moanin' and groanin'
I can't feed you, I already got kids
How a nigga trying to regulate
some shit that's not his?
I ain't trying to sign,
I'm just an artist, nigga
E
Am
I'm just trying to rhyme and go the hardest,
nigga
Verse 4
Am
(Back up offa me, back up offa me)
Won't you get out my face,
better stay in your place
I'm fed up, how much can I take
Yo, you need to just
(Back up offa me, back up offa me)
I got money to make,
not a minute to waste
I need space when I try to create
Yo, you need to just
(Back up offa me)
See me in the Cut'
(Back up offa me)
Trying to roll up
(Back up offa me)
Or we can roll up
(Back up offa me)
Verse 5
Ay, yo, motherfucker, hold up
Am
Radio suckers never play me cause
I don't let them
They like a pimp only hoes sweat them
When I do a show,
I love to catch the lady's eye
Dodge the paparazzi,
I don't wanna see no lady die
Sports entertainment, academics,
business, or politics
The fine hoes swallow dicks
for dollars quick
Young broads all up in gangs
like the Young Lords
Jump forward, statutory rape,
now you done for
What, you thought that shorty
'bout to act a her age
Right now, somebody's
daughter is backstage
It's a master- slave relationship,
and guess who Toby
It's the white girl in Colorado,
and guess who Kobe
Tried to tell you not to fuck with
these debutantes
That's more Kobe beef than Japanese
restaurants
Don't need diseases or cases,
And when they throwing pussy,
Am
best believe you catching something
Say "hi" to Tek
Verse 6
Am
(Back up offa me, back up offa me)
Won't you get out my face,
better stay in your place
I'm fed up, how much can I take
Yo, you need to just
(Back up offa me, back up offa me)
I got money to make,
not a minute to waste
E
I need space when I try to create
Outro 1
(Back up offa me)
Am
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