Bleed

Yeah yeah, ayy yeah yeah, yeah, what happened, ayy

Four years later they still sleepin' on me

And I ain't gotta get the strap 'cause I still keep it on me

It's crazy how I got a big **** without a ****, uh

It's Young M.A. don't ever let that name come out yo' lips

I'm the big goon, I send my goonies to your crib

And you can die inside your livin' room

If gettin' money mean you dumb then **** it I been a fool

And I ain't just go and get the food I built the kitchen too

I'd rather be inside some ***** than do this interview

Little gay ***** hoes been on me since like middle school

Break up with a ***** by next week I won't remember you

Just because I'm put it in don't mean I'm into you

Into foreign countries with a foreign chick, foreign whip

Foreign food, foreign shoes, just a bunch of foreign ****

*****s wildin' out in Paris, Colt you recordin' this

Put two hundred thousand on my balance just for talkin' ****

**** it up on tour and ****, red handle done, importin' ****

It's funny how haters throwin' shots

But they ain't callin' it

Uh, clear the way make some room please excuse

That's a real ***** walkin' in

Huh it's M.A *****

You got somethin' on your mind

Then say that **** (say that ****)

We kingpins this is not a play pound

In other words we don't play that ****

M.A 'bout to drop, better play that ****

Hoes love me man, them *****s hate that ****

They be like ooouuu, I hate that *****

Ooouuu but ain't they broke, and ain't I rich

Ouuu, ouuu shake 'em off

*****s wasn't on their job, had to lay 'em off

Her ***** wasn't on his job, had to break her off

Three words for these hoes, take it off

Ouuu, drop panties, no hands please,

She don't need plan Bs

She pop' xannies, like it's candy, that's why she antsy

But she nasty,

And I'm a thorough bread ***** with a attitude

It's Young M.A, make sure that M.A is capital

Being broke is a joke

That's why I'm never in a laughin' mood

Always got the trap clickin' like they some tappin' shoes

It was either get rich or die, I had to choose

Get Rich or Die Tryin', Curtis Jackson move

Bipolar, can't control her, keep it true with me

Strike across my shoulder

Cause my mind is like a bag of screws

Huh it's M.A *****

You got somethin' on your mind

Then say that **** (say that ****)

We kingpins this is not a play pound

In other words we don't play that ****

M.A 'bout to drop, better play that ****

Hoes love me man, them *****s hate that ****

They be like ooouuu, I hate that *****

Ooouuu but ain't they are broke, and ain't I rich

Flex, ooouuu heard the least

In this ************' booth leavin' third degrees

Cookin' crack up in that stew I gotta serve the fiends

Hop in that Maybach tell the driver umm, curtains please

Rich and filthy still rock silky red rose certainly

Black and blue, that gray one too,

Just copped that burgundy

I swear I try to change my ways but it ain't work for me

**** a ***** 'cause currently my mood is currency

And I'm, sippin' Hennessy, make sure it's privilege please

I'm countin' up, she said 'How much?' I said infinity

If I don't come for you then do not send for me

'Cause I will pop this brand new Glock

And take her virginity (grr)

Uh, big pimpin' spendin' Gs

What I look like trickin' on a *****,

That ain't the **** for me

Keep being my vicinity without abilities

All you haters suck my nuts and suck my dignity

Sheesh