When I walk in da party I'm makin' it hype
I don't talk much I was never the type
Can still do 'em dirty, think I need a wipe
He feel how he feel, told him pick up a pipe
Niggas all bark but I bet they won't bite
They get mad, pillow talk and then talk out of spite
Finna knock down the shot and then chase it with Sprite
My fit is too dark like a thief in the night
I don't care what you wearin' it's lookin' real slight
Ni-niggas be starin' then don't wanna fight
It ain't no comparison I'm ballin' like Mike
Finna cop a McLaren like Karen it's white
Them sirens was blarin' so we had to take flight
They just be swearin' but why would you lie?
Actin' like you wasn't there I was savin' ya life
How you say you my mans then movin' real trife?
Was the only one that was really giving you light
And the main one that was honestly givin' you hype
Now it's on sight, might catch you at the light
Don't be mad you pulled up to the gun fight with a knife
Still pissed back then when I was f*ckin' ya wife
Had her screamin' like "Marquis teach me"
Told her get on her knees and just please me
She be doin' tricks right after she tease me
Have the nerve to talk shit, know how to reach me
He really thought shit was finna be peachy
This .45 will leave a nigga flat, no TV
Smokin' K2 if you believe he can beat me
Thought it was a game, never try to mistreat me
Made him take his L to the head like Luigi
Still got the DM of the lil peace treaty
Had excuses on why you couldn't meet me
But I ain't givin' no passes or freebies
Yet wasn't you begging me for a free-verse?
Now you see why I ain't give you the feature
Ain't make him a name he dunno what he's worth
I been in the field, you was stuck on the bleachers
She only want money I know she a leecher
She finna suck til' her motherf*ckin' knees hurt
But don't let a bitch ever think that you need her
If he talk out of his chest, ima make sure his teeth hurt
Talk behind my back, I could put you on a T-shirt
Or make you run right out of ya sneakers
They love when my music be playin' out the speakers
Sooner or later you'll see me on all of the charts
When he seen me pass by him, he ain't want no parts
I be walkin' shit down like a walk in the park
If ya pickin ya poison, I'll pick you apart
Said I wouldn't be shit, now look where we are
I was in ya corner, gave ya cheers from the start
I go by Marz so I shoot for the stars
I looked in ya eyes and put fear in ya heart
(And don't deny that either, this is real f*ckin' life and I'm just livin' it how I want to)
(Long live the bros, free the guys)
When I walk in da party I'm makin' it hype
I don't talk much I was never the type
Can still do 'em dirty, think I need a wipe
He feel how he feel, told him pick up a pipe
Niggas all bark but I bet they won't bite
They get mad, pillow talk and then talk out of spite
Finna knock down the shot and then chase it with Sprite
My fit is too dark like a thief in the night
I don't care what you wearin' it's lookin' real slight
Ni-niggas be starin' then don't wanna fight
It ain't no comparison I'm ballin' like Mike
Finna cop a McLaren like Karen it's white
Them sirens was blarin' so we had to take flight
They just be swearin' but why would you lie?
Actin' like you wasn't there I was savin' ya life
How you say you my mans then movin' real trife?
(Black nigga from the back nigga)
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Marz - SPITE Lyrics
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When I walk in da party I'm makin' it hype
I don't talk much I was never the type
Can still do 'em dirty, think I need a wipe
He feel how he feel, told him pick up a pipe
Niggas all bark but I bet they won't bite
They get mad, pillow talk and then talk out of spite
Finna knock down the shot and then chase it with Sprite
My fit is too dark like a thief in the night
I don't care what you wearin' it's lookin' real slight
Ni-niggas be starin' then don't wanna fight
It ain't no comparison I'm ballin' like Mike
Finna cop a McLaren like Karen it's white
Them sirens was blarin' so we had to take flight
They just be swearin' but why would you lie?
Actin' like you wasn't there I was savin' ya life
How you say you my mans then movin' real trife?
Was the only one that was really giving you light
And the main one that was honestly givin' you hype
Now it's on sight, might catch you at the light
Don't be mad you pulled up to the gun fight with a knife
Still pissed back then when I was f*ckin' ya wife
Had her screamin' like "Marquis teach me"
Told her get on her knees and just please me
She be doin' tricks right after she tease me
Have the nerve to talk shit, know how to reach me
He really thought shit was finna be peachy
This .45 will leave a nigga flat, no TV
Smokin' K2 if you believe he can beat me
Thought it was a game, never try to mistreat me
Made him take his L to the head like Luigi
Still got the DM of the lil peace treaty
Had excuses on why you couldn't meet me
But I ain't givin' no passes or freebies
Yet wasn't you begging me for a free-verse?
Now you see why I ain't give you the feature
Ain't make him a name he dunno what he's worth
I been in the field, you was stuck on the bleachers
She only want money I know she a leecher
She finna suck til' her motherf*ckin' knees hurt
But don't let a bitch ever think that you need her
If he talk out of his chest, ima make sure his teeth hurt
Talk behind my back, I could put you on a T-shirt
Or make you run right out of ya sneakers
They love when my music be playin' out the speakers
Sooner or later you'll see me on all of the charts
When he seen me pass by him, he ain't want no parts
I be walkin' shit down like a walk in the park
If ya pickin ya poison, I'll pick you apart
Said I wouldn't be shit, now look where we are
I was in ya corner, gave ya cheers from the start
I go by Marz so I shoot for the stars
I looked in ya eyes and put fear in ya heart
(And don't deny that either, this is real f*ckin' life and I'm just livin' it how I want to)
(Long live the bros, free the guys)
When I walk in da party I'm makin' it hype
I don't talk much I was never the type
Can still do 'em dirty, think I need a wipe
He feel how he feel, told him pick up a pipe
Niggas all bark but I bet they won't bite
They get mad, pillow talk and then talk out of spite
Finna knock down the shot and then chase it with Sprite
My fit is too dark like a thief in the night
I don't care what you wearin' it's lookin' real slight
Ni-niggas be starin' then don't wanna fight
It ain't no comparison I'm ballin' like Mike
Finna cop a McLaren like Karen it's white
Them sirens was blarin' so we had to take flight
They just be swearin' but why would you lie?
Actin' like you wasn't there I was savin' ya life
How you say you my mans then movin' real trife?
(Black nigga from the back nigga)
I don't talk much I was never the type
Can still do 'em dirty, think I need a wipe
He feel how he feel, told him pick up a pipe
Niggas all bark but I bet they won't bite
They get mad, pillow talk and then talk out of spite
Finna knock down the shot and then chase it with Sprite
My fit is too dark like a thief in the night
I don't care what you wearin' it's lookin' real slight
Ni-niggas be starin' then don't wanna fight
It ain't no comparison I'm ballin' like Mike
Finna cop a McLaren like Karen it's white
Them sirens was blarin' so we had to take flight
They just be swearin' but why would you lie?
Actin' like you wasn't there I was savin' ya life
How you say you my mans then movin' real trife?
Was the only one that was really giving you light
And the main one that was honestly givin' you hype
Now it's on sight, might catch you at the light
Don't be mad you pulled up to the gun fight with a knife
Still pissed back then when I was f*ckin' ya wife
Had her screamin' like "Marquis teach me"
Told her get on her knees and just please me
She be doin' tricks right after she tease me
Have the nerve to talk shit, know how to reach me
He really thought shit was finna be peachy
This .45 will leave a nigga flat, no TV
Smokin' K2 if you believe he can beat me
Thought it was a game, never try to mistreat me
Made him take his L to the head like Luigi
Still got the DM of the lil peace treaty
Had excuses on why you couldn't meet me
But I ain't givin' no passes or freebies
Yet wasn't you begging me for a free-verse?
Now you see why I ain't give you the feature
Ain't make him a name he dunno what he's worth
I been in the field, you was stuck on the bleachers
She only want money I know she a leecher
She finna suck til' her motherf*ckin' knees hurt
But don't let a bitch ever think that you need her
If he talk out of his chest, ima make sure his teeth hurt
Talk behind my back, I could put you on a T-shirt
Or make you run right out of ya sneakers
They love when my music be playin' out the speakers
Sooner or later you'll see me on all of the charts
When he seen me pass by him, he ain't want no parts
I be walkin' shit down like a walk in the park
If ya pickin ya poison, I'll pick you apart
Said I wouldn't be shit, now look where we are
I was in ya corner, gave ya cheers from the start
I go by Marz so I shoot for the stars
I looked in ya eyes and put fear in ya heart
(And don't deny that either, this is real f*ckin' life and I'm just livin' it how I want to)
(Long live the bros, free the guys)
When I walk in da party I'm makin' it hype
I don't talk much I was never the type
Can still do 'em dirty, think I need a wipe
He feel how he feel, told him pick up a pipe
Niggas all bark but I bet they won't bite
They get mad, pillow talk and then talk out of spite
Finna knock down the shot and then chase it with Sprite
My fit is too dark like a thief in the night
I don't care what you wearin' it's lookin' real slight
Ni-niggas be starin' then don't wanna fight
It ain't no comparison I'm ballin' like Mike
Finna cop a McLaren like Karen it's white
Them sirens was blarin' so we had to take flight
They just be swearin' but why would you lie?
Actin' like you wasn't there I was savin' ya life
How you say you my mans then movin' real trife?
(Black nigga from the back nigga)
Writer: Marquis Johnson
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