Came Thru

[Intro] Watch how you talk when you're talking to me All you do is talk like talking is free Because the money's here, now you wanna get a piece So you just standing around, take a walk on the beach [Verse 1] Super, super shive Fool I'm shive, you can't see my eyes Super stupid high, stupid high Where the fuck’s my eyes? Every single day I'm hustling 30,000 hoes wanna fuck me Trying to keep up, well keep counting You lames still hating look stupid Trying to keep up, keep counting I'm rolling down Ames straight bouncing Made a quick right down Mountain - Kennedy That's where you found me Looking for Jared Kennedy, can't find him Niggas in the field stay strapped don't mind them I don't think them gonna do nothin' 'less you roll down the window start bustin' I don't think nobody wanna do that Saints fans so we screaming “Who dat” [Hook] Came thru, Ca- Came came thru Came thru, Ca- Came came thru They dont want, they- they dont want nothin They dont want, they- they dont want nothin Came thru, Ca- Came came thru Came thru, Ca- Came came thru And they dont want nothin They dont want nothin, naw [Verse 2] Super, super fly Super fly, super, super fly Super, super high Hella high, where the fuck's my eyes? Left town but I'm back in this bitch Only friends is the one with benefits Came back in town on a Tuesday First night, had to shoot the movie Wednesday night she trying to do me Stop it girl, you acting like a groupie Talking about you trying see the French Quarter Mmm, mmm, mmm That's what you get for trying to mix a starter with a bench warmer She don't know where I'm from, but I bet she probably wanna Triggers go bang, that bitch go bang No, it ain't just in Uptown, this on the Westbank Triggers go bang, that bitch go bang No, it ain't just in Downtown its on the Westbank [Hook] [Verse 3] You don't see people like you used to see em' Rappers falling off, its funny ‘cause you used to be em' Remember when I used to push my daddy GM Don't share success of my dreams ‘cause nobody believed em' A hard drive full of music nobody would need em' They bobbin and weaving my emails like nobody received em' I put them songs out, and now they feeling that Them old songs I been sent they start sending back If you let em hang around too long they getting wack Asking for your help like the world giving slack I'm spitting facts so please don't fuck up my vibe You ain't put on the cooking but wanna fuck up my pie [Hook] Even if you hating You gotta respect it We came from nothing Marrero Im always gone, Im on a roll Even if you hating You gotta respect it We came from a place Marrero But Im always gone, Im on a roll