Andre Nickatina - Mother Lyrics

Mother of god
If you know me.
You know I never liked the job
Hustle like rock, split keys from a pot
Outstanding demanding. nigga deaths' a reality
Brainwashed brainwaves and money mentality
? arido? python in a marathon of motherf*ckin demos
F*ck white limos I'm dippin' buckets and rentals
Accidental I? scall just one inch paper scam?
If I don't explain to me why I'm in your program
Swingin like a golfer or better yet a batter
Mad like a hatter, react like a badger
My first step over crossover remains just the same
So my formula on lockdown is motherf*ckin game out frame
Da picture perfect bulldog glance, weird like a ming
F*CK PORKY PIG, remain like a tattoo on you and your crew

The things that I do, if mother only knew
Shit, Mother

Raised on chicken and watermelon
Catfish and snappers
Godfearing nigga under pressured gat clappers
Sportin' timbos smokin endo
Hanging out of my mazda rx-7 window, F*ck you!
Shit...
Heart poundin, don't nobody give a f*ck about you bitch
Some mornings I sit eatin' bacon eggs and grits
Like a bee without honey, a tycoon without money
A rainy day that ain't sunny. A Joke that ain't funny!
Cocain deals. they shoot to kill, real motherf*ckers...
Crack raider cluckers tommy tucker cluckers
Chewy smoker conisourres who wear beanies in da heat
I'll mannerd motherf*ckers with da buck in da beat
Lips numb, ready to shoot a dick full of cum
Sticky but yet picky, chewin spearmint gum. shit, mother

Stingy as a motherf*cker don't ask me for shit
And even when I'm broke bitch my mindstate is rich
Because no doubt, no doubt I'm gonna have gear
Spin the same lane in a differnt motherf*cking viggeree?