Lil Psvcho - Nada. Lyrics

In a new world, in a new light
Tryn'a do right, do it tonight
Got my eyes wide, spit up on a track from the Tripod
'03 rappers on the iPod, Psycho here, oh my God
Doing all my dirt in the night time, make a million coming out the lifeline
Pretty lil thang and she bite-sized, skinny ass waiste with the nice eyes
Think I wanna bring her to the crib, show her how I live
Girl you aint f*cking with a pimp, you just f*cking with a kid
Still stuck tryn'a grow up, f*cked up til I throw up
Tryna do whatever, get my dough up, and I got the rap game sewed up
Philly coming through with the new style, and ya plans, look futile
And I got the weed, got a new pile, headed out to Cali for a few miles
Never been a eye-sore, spit the ill shit, its to die for
Fly out with a fly whore, way she do a dance, need a encore
I don't ever wear Tom Ford, still I'm at the top floor
Keep the buds in the top drawer, spit a couple raps and my stocks soar

And I'm zoned out, and I'm souled out
Shit aint no doubt, Lil Psycho got the gold crown
I don't wanna have an interview, skinny boy spittin' in the booth
Spitting spitting like a missin' tooth, problems never looking miniscule
Finna drown 'em in the swimming pool, got accustom to the skippin' school
Think we stickin' out like sittin' goose, do whatever, put me in the news
Alarm go and I'm hittin' snooze, been that handyman with the tools
Baby movin' I sit and drewel, got the ass make you get confused
Talk and her like I get enthused, really I don't got shit to say
Brown rice with the fish filet, new tallapia up in the bay
I aint really make shit today, another day another nick of pay
WIsh I made it on a different day, on a different time when I'm living straight
Nowadays I aint get the pay, I was selling ounces of this reggie weight
90s kid but I aint Kid n Play, sick and tired of being sick today
I don't really got shit to say