Lyrics to Listen To Me
Uh-huh, said, I'm a young bad soldier, uh, straight Land Rover
If a nigga in my way, you know he getting ran over
Got some money, I stopped chasing sex and giving cold shoulders
I know what to value in life, only dream of getting older
He got hit with drunk shots, but he ain't wake up sober
I be talkin' in my sleep, you gotta wake up colder
This that wake up, make up, and chase somethin' bolder
Gotta cut a nigga off if I feel like he gettin' over
I been rappin' all my pain, I put my feelings in a soda
This that cold icing
Vac Dyson, shit sharper than Tyson
In my Mac Ryans
You ducking your opps, we duck indictments
Straight MACs flying
You'd think it's a bird or a plane, but it's flatlining
But it's flatlining
You'd think it's a bird or a plane, but it's flatlining
Uh, but it's flatlining
Uh, uh-huh, said, how you change like this and then you call on me, C?
Praying on your downfall, your fall on repeat
'Member it was times when I ain't even have a dime, I told these niggas, "Pick a side, I'm tryna slime on DD"
I been tryna rhyme, they got my homie doing time, but I said, "Fuck it, I'ma slime and keep on droppin' them threes"
And keep on dropping them threes
Most these niggas rats, they keep on copping them pleas
He be tryna change
I can tell he been through pain
You can't hate the player, boy, you gotta hate the game
Boy, you gotta hate the game
I'm surrounded by the same old thing
They're showing me, tellin' me lies
Know what I'm sayin' is right
Deep into the streets, I know you missing it
Feel our distance in the world, that shit hit different
I said, listen to me, baby
Uh, I said, listen to me, baby
Yeah, I said, listen to me, baby
Want you to be my number one, just please be my McGrady
Wanna get some money and just buy you a Mercedes
Focused on my check, bitch, I ain't focused on no ladies
In the paint, I'm going eighty, we got crack in like the '80s
Uh, baby going crazy, she look at me like I made it
Used to hear me in the basement, now you hear me on the station
I was lonely in the vacant, now my brother drive a spaceship
We been a long road, but I still chose to stay patient
I can see me mama now when I call her and say I made it
She don't really give a fuck unless I say I graduated
All the real ones faded, all the fakes ones chasin'
On and on, on and on
It goes on and on, on and on
It goes on and on, on and on
Uh, on and on, it goes on and on
He be tryna change
I can tell he been through pain
You can't hate the player, boy, you gotta hate the game
If a nigga in my way, you know he getting ran over
Got some money, I stopped chasing sex and giving cold shoulders
I know what to value in life, only dream of getting older
He got hit with drunk shots, but he ain't wake up sober
I be talkin' in my sleep, you gotta wake up colder
This that wake up, make up, and chase somethin' bolder
Gotta cut a nigga off if I feel like he gettin' over
I been rappin' all my pain, I put my feelings in a soda
This that cold icing
Vac Dyson, shit sharper than Tyson
In my Mac Ryans
You ducking your opps, we duck indictments
Straight MACs flying
You'd think it's a bird or a plane, but it's flatlining
But it's flatlining
You'd think it's a bird or a plane, but it's flatlining
Uh, but it's flatlining
Uh, uh-huh, said, how you change like this and then you call on me, C?
Praying on your downfall, your fall on repeat
'Member it was times when I ain't even have a dime, I told these niggas, "Pick a side, I'm tryna slime on DD"
I been tryna rhyme, they got my homie doing time, but I said, "Fuck it, I'ma slime and keep on droppin' them threes"
And keep on dropping them threes
Most these niggas rats, they keep on copping them pleas
He be tryna change
I can tell he been through pain
You can't hate the player, boy, you gotta hate the game
Boy, you gotta hate the game
I'm surrounded by the same old thing
They're showing me, tellin' me lies
Know what I'm sayin' is right
Deep into the streets, I know you missing it
Feel our distance in the world, that shit hit different
I said, listen to me, baby
Uh, I said, listen to me, baby
Yeah, I said, listen to me, baby
Want you to be my number one, just please be my McGrady
Wanna get some money and just buy you a Mercedes
Focused on my check, bitch, I ain't focused on no ladies
In the paint, I'm going eighty, we got crack in like the '80s
Uh, baby going crazy, she look at me like I made it
Used to hear me in the basement, now you hear me on the station
I was lonely in the vacant, now my brother drive a spaceship
We been a long road, but I still chose to stay patient
I can see me mama now when I call her and say I made it
She don't really give a fuck unless I say I graduated
All the real ones faded, all the fakes ones chasin'
On and on, on and on
It goes on and on, on and on
It goes on and on, on and on
Uh, on and on, it goes on and on
He be tryna change
I can tell he been through pain
You can't hate the player, boy, you gotta hate the game
