Bedroom (Freestyle)

[Intro: Isaac Hayes]
I guess right now you've got the last laugh

[Verse]
I'm in the back of my room
Venting in tunes
Cooking up tunes
Wondering I make it, I wonder I do
I'm in the zone
I'm with my goons
You know we plotting, and you know we scheming
You know what we do
We get 'em tied, we get 'em gone
Smoke on ya man, I'm smoking on strong
We get the money, and my money long
Bitches be talking, but they won't stay long
Check a bad bitch on her shit
Tryna pull what on the kid?
I don't really do that shit, I don't really do that shit
I got 2, in my room
And they go, on the low
And you know, what they do
You ain't cool, so they choose

[Bridge]
Uh
My daddy a killer, my mama a scholar
Had to come up, get me some dollars
Chasing this guala
Bitches, they fucking, and sucking, and swallow (yea)
She got no father, she calling me daddy
She hop in a Caddy, she giving me headie
Bitches be wetty, and I be so ready
She talkin that talk, like we goin steady (haha)

[Refrain]
Back on my bullshit Im tweakin again
Heard that these niggas be tweetin again
Too bad, we ain't speakin again
Too bad, can't lend again
Too bad, we ain't friends again
Too bad, nigga, too bad
Use this song as my therapist
I don't really got friends left
Hit my phone if you need some
Sellin dro cause I got some
Niggas always want some, till you got none

[Instrumental]

[Refrain]
Back on my bullshit Im tweakin again
Heard that these niggas be tweetin again
Too bad, we ain't speakin again
Too bad, can't lend again
Too bad, we ain't friends again
Too bad, nigga, too bad
Use this song as my therapist
I don't really got friends left
Hit my phone if you need some
Sellin dro cause I got some
Niggas always want some, till you got none