Cedar Point

[Verse 1]
Standing in the Kitchen tryin get the water hot
Brodie, show me how to get it out the pot
I ain't get it off the bin, I got it off the block
Niggas think we playin horse cause im callin shots
Wild thoughts niggas tryin get em off my head
I'ma kill his ass tomorrow he the walking dead
I don't really want to beef I want to rhyme instead
I'm Simon, killers do what Simon says
I can't let em play me or I can't be lazy
My chop 7 feet and shoot call it KD
My white boy like to smoke that rocky band
My white girl keep goin molly brazy
The game made me I can't let it change me
A lot of niggas hate me don't let it phase me
This workout cost but the game free
I like going OT thats for gang b
You won't catch me where the lames be
Might just Roc-A-Fella call me Jay-Z
Smoke so much weed, I got gangrene
And every nigga around me be on the same thing
Get money fuck hoes
I Might serve custos
Bro came with the bus load
Broke nigga call my phone
I gave him the hush tone
Won't talk to my bitch she don't know whats wrong
If I don't make a band, I will not come home
If you a civilian don't call my drug phone
My bitch mad as hell
She seen me hook hoes
She might just tell me to get the fuck on
But I don't give a fuck
Percy keep me up
Bad bitch wanna fuck me
I'm a young slut
I'm a young idol
Yeah girl I like you
But I just want to hit with no title
Pray for better days, I put that on the bible
Damn my better days turn my mans to my rivals
Keep some buffs on
And I be icy
Lookin like a check, I shoulda signed to Nike
Niggas rather @ me they don't want to fight me
They just like thunder, I'm just like lightning
Brodie momma mad cause we fucked the kitchen up
This ain't noodles in the water when we whippin up
Baby freaky geeky geeky [?] ate the jigga up
My brodie keep leanin he gon tear his liver up

[Chorus]
I can't let little baby fuck me over
I be gettin bread I keep my toaster
Life got ups and downs like rollercoasters
Fuck off apple eat off Motorola
Don't drink pop I got the coke no cola
My daddy owe custos [?]
All this pain gon' put me in a coma
Off the jigga damn I feel like hova
Blade dancin while i'm fuckin Sonya
You want everybody I don't want ya

[Verse 2]
I can't let this bitch play with my feelings
Baby thinkin I'ma get a nigga
Life turned Skilla to a villian
She like: "Boy, you sick", girl i'm the illest
Girl you used to be my bitch, I used to love you
Now I treat you like i'm shit, I won't touch you
Even though i'm a superstar I stay humble
And I ain't trippin over shit, they hope I stumble
I used to love you
Now it's fuck you
Why you in my huddle if you hope I fumble
Wow, how shit change, I used to hound you to hug you
Now i'm fuckin over your feelings thats what thugs do

[Outro]
I can't let little baby fuck me over
I be gettin bread I keep my toaster
Life got ups and downs like rollercoasters
Fuck off apple eat of Motorola
Don't drink pop I got the coke no cola
My daddy owe custos [?]
All this pain gon' put me in a coma
Off the jigga damn I feel like hova
Blade dancin while i'm fuckin Sonya
Girl you want everybody I don't want ya