Insane

Yo, First off haters fuck em
No bedtime stories but you know somebody tucking
As my dough gets nice they just come by the dozen
But them hoes still love me like my name John Tucker
'Bout to serve these niggas
But I ain't the butler
They just look like food
So I treat em like supper
What it is..whats up
We're talking slick like butter
Cause my name my ring bells, let me in bzz..buzzer
For I kick in the door like the late B.I
If it ain't about B.I. then I will not respond
Nine o'clock tea time
No I never punched out so I don't got free time
Taking straight shots at niggas think that I need ..?
Gotta list fulla haters get behind the line
With my middle fingers up and its an obvious sign
That I ain't even transform in my optimus prime
What I do they gon' do like bin laden is high
When I come through you know it's going down bitch sly
We rolling up that sticky icky
Feel like my shit slime
Everywhere we go we smell like prime
I'm fly yah two z's from heaven
When you see me in the club its 2k11
And how dare a muthafucker say my flow is elementary
I could really give two f's like fendi
We ain't going nowhere
Nigga see you in a century
Yeah I been in the hood please go all the way to century
I'm a real muthafucker and you just a mirage
Three blunts in the air you could call it a minage
On my passport swag, booking shows in mulan
And I ain't even got a deal but my hand is looking strong
And I ain't done trying to write more songs than songs
Thank God that I'm alive
Praise 'em up they long crash landed in the game bout to call 'em out home
Can't nobody tell me what I did wrong

But they say that I'm insane
A little crazy, bitch I'm getting paid
Money never change me, I put that on the range and that mercedes jukin? in my lane
But you chase me
Baby I'm insane
A little crazy bitch I'm getting paid
Money never change me, I put that on the range and that mercedes jukin? in my lane
But you chase me if you wanna
But I'm a goner
Yeah, I said I'm a goner