The LongerLude

[Verse] I'll call you, first thing in the morning or maybe tomorrow Said you been working right, oh good Still modeling, thats good Whats up with you and me though We grew distant due to our egos and that's sad I bet a million dollars that your would come back If i made it big, before you did If i was making mills, and had two cribs You'd be all on it, this an all honest written From an all honest nigga, with a cluttered mind Coming for the money thats mine, within this fake rap game Where niggas is hella flaw And bitches wanna fuck you for your chain and your name That's ratchet, explain And i believe that word came down from here cause this is the "A" And we get ratchet round here For christmas i just want a tool so i could end all of these wack niggas careers And i bet none of ya'll won't try me Niggas think i'm playing, it'd be better to murk you niggas with a pad and a pen Or a bottle of gin, and my iphone notepad Getting gone like a nomad Tell her go and pack yo bags and come and blow gas Till your mind drives outta your skull Wouldn't that be out of this world Cut the bull, before your girl end up with me nigga Cause ain't shit sweet, but yo bitch in my passenger An i ain't even drivin, just getting head as the time pass by Beats from Introspective Minds got my eardrums high {Bridge] It's times like these you live and you learn The only we thing we tryna do is earn I said it's times like these you live and you learn The only we thing we tryna do is earn I said it's times like these you live and you learn The only we thing we tryna do is earn [Verse 2] Waited in line Now its my turn And i'ma knock a nigga dead out if any hater concern me Let you niggas learn the hard way That my bars are laced with that angel dust Snort this line to yo face And get addicted today And hit my twitter page if you got something to say