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Jarren Benton

Don't Need You

 

Don't Need You

(album: Yuck Fou - 2018)


Kato on the track bitch

[Hopsin:]
You already know I'm going all in
It ain't hard to see this is my calling
Let's just be honest, I would like to pass two years
I been running shit but I was only jogging
Haters steady dogging, getting information from the blogging
Kill the bullshit, you better chalk it, thinking that I lost it
I done had my mind on the prize
Back when I sipping water from a faucet (wash it)
Ima fuck around and have to let it loose
I am not the type to hitting you, I'm on another fucking pedestal
I ain't playing with this rap shit, where he at?
Ima split his fucking head in two, your career has been a lie
You been copping rentals back at enterprise
I ain't never had to go get a fly, I could pull up on a bitches side
A fucking Toyota Corolla and I'm betting you that she gon fucking get inside
I ain't even gotta make a sentence rhyme
I ain't gon pretend this on the tennis side
I ain't gon pretend my nuts are minimized
I ain't gon pretend that I ain't driving outta join you
Back when I was going hammy with the mini size
Y'all ain't got a business mind, Y'all don't see the vision I paint
If you go against the great you getting penalized
So you better pick a side 'fore I had to go and let the missiles fly
You know I'm only in it just to get the prize
Tell em

[Evans Desir:]
I gotta get it in gold
Where were you when I was broke
Say what's a snake to a bird
Oh yeah that's the end of the goal
I got no time to be lollygagging
I'm on a mission of blow
You niggas praying it would never happen
I was just hoping you know

[Jarren Benton:]
I don't really need you (I don't, I guess, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
Nigga I don't really need you (I don't, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
I don't really need you

It's funny how niggas act when you dining out
Like where the fuck were you dog when we were grinding out
Like I ain't the shit oh you just count em out
I'm back for revenge I needed time to bounce
Back on you niggas like in the ball
Middle finger go up to a couple of blogs
And a couple of fuckbois talking dumbshit when they log
On they mothers laptop get a spike back to your jaw
And I don't give a shit if you came directly from God's dick
I hope your pilot have a seizure in the cockpit
Your plane crashed or kill a hoe, you hostage
Silent my adrenaline boom handle or a moss stick
I hope they beat you in the moshpit
Bash your fucking head with a yardstick
Oh this is what you want, you want that dark shit?
Hate life for leaving nigga with his heart ripped
Just a while ago it was all smiles
A bunch of fake niggas, dog I'm so proud (I'm proud of you man)
I see you on the magazine, oh wow (congratulations)
Oh you don't want a nigga you gon blow now
When Hop said nigga fuck Funk Volume
Then you Trumps stopped calling
And a nigga had to get it on his own
And you bitches didn't bother
Had to get it from the bottom
Where were you bitch nigga

[Evans Desir:]
I gotta get it in gold
Where were you when I was broke
Say what's a snake to a bird
Oh yeah that's the end of the goal
I got no time to be lollygagging
I'm on a mission of blow
You niggas praying it would never happen
I was just hoping you know

[Jarren Benton:]
I don't really need you (I don't, I guess, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
Nigga I don't really need you (I don't, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
I don't really need you

Yeah man these bitches acting funny too
I know that money rules
The only thing that'll come for you
Never trust again, I'll never get that comfortable
Ain't no friends in this game thang honorable
I juggle chainsaw blades in this carnival
Nigga I'm a carnivore, bone collector connoisseur
Cutting off your motherfucking head with a katana whore

I don't really need you (I don't, I guess, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
Nigga I don't really need you (I don't, old pussy ass nigga)
I don't really need you (yeah)
I don't really need you

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