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