How come none of these artists are hard anymore
I just began to feast and I'm starving for more
When I listened to your tape it was hard to adore
Especially when all your lyrics and rhymes sound like frontin' galore
I'm here to set the score like a ball player
She knows it's busy at the top but I'll call later
My engineer mixing the fuel like a carburetor we chase paper
F*ck a hater whoever tryna get violated
You got a problem say it with your chest
You making moves like you play checkers but I play chess
When she walked inside the room she knew to get undressed
I make investments in myself cause I'm tryna progress
Boy just put all your music to rest
You talking shit like you got on a vest
You not untouchable
I got the lyrics make a pussy feel uncomfortable
My homies put you right to sleep like Cliff Huxtable
She keep telling me she missing me
But I've been locked inside the stu like they was dissing me
And I'm not tryna break my fast like I'm at Tiffany's
Since I've been hungry swear it boost my productivity
Yeah
Show me the proof and the stats
They charging hella for the feature then show me the racks
I swear to god these artists steady be out with the rats
They'd rather make a soundcloud song they not keeping it rap
You making songs like you slanged in the trap
I was never pushing weight but I flipped me some zips
Remember rolling with the boys we were taking a trip
My homie got the strap I swear you get popped like a zip
POP
Bring 'em out yeah bring 'em out
That's what they saying to me
These bitches ain't nothing
They all the same to me
I want these hoes to break they neck when I walk past
She touch her toes I told her ain't no looking back
I see they envying I'm what they never had
Me and my brothers eating good that's why they mad
Yeah
And I hope you don't take it the wrong way
Got reservations with my fate it's a blind date
They'll never catch me lacking speeding on a freeway
I raise a toast to my dogs they raise the crime rate
Oh
I'm so sorry I'm so selfish
God forgive me time is priceless
Couldn't tell you where my mind is
But I know you getting wet when you see me
And I know he insecure when he see me
If you knew my troubles wouldn't wanna be me
Oh
Now you know bitch
SKRT
SKRT - Selfish Lyrics
SKRT - Selfish Lyrics
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How come none of these artists are hard anymore
I just began to feast and I'm starving for more
When I listened to your tape it was hard to adore
Especially when all your lyrics and rhymes sound like frontin' galore
I'm here to set the score like a ball player
She knows it's busy at the top but I'll call later
My engineer mixing the fuel like a carburetor we chase paper
F*ck a hater whoever tryna get violated
You got a problem say it with your chest
You making moves like you play checkers but I play chess
When she walked inside the room she knew to get undressed
I make investments in myself cause I'm tryna progress
Boy just put all your music to rest
You talking shit like you got on a vest
You not untouchable
I got the lyrics make a pussy feel uncomfortable
My homies put you right to sleep like Cliff Huxtable
She keep telling me she missing me
But I've been locked inside the stu like they was dissing me
And I'm not tryna break my fast like I'm at Tiffany's
Since I've been hungry swear it boost my productivity
Yeah
Show me the proof and the stats
They charging hella for the feature then show me the racks
I swear to god these artists steady be out with the rats
They'd rather make a soundcloud song they not keeping it rap
You making songs like you slanged in the trap
I was never pushing weight but I flipped me some zips
Remember rolling with the boys we were taking a trip
My homie got the strap I swear you get popped like a zip
POP
Bring 'em out yeah bring 'em out
That's what they saying to me
These bitches ain't nothing
They all the same to me
I want these hoes to break they neck when I walk past
She touch her toes I told her ain't no looking back
I see they envying I'm what they never had
Me and my brothers eating good that's why they mad
Yeah
And I hope you don't take it the wrong way
Got reservations with my fate it's a blind date
They'll never catch me lacking speeding on a freeway
I raise a toast to my dogs they raise the crime rate
Oh
I'm so sorry I'm so selfish
God forgive me time is priceless
Couldn't tell you where my mind is
But I know you getting wet when you see me
And I know he insecure when he see me
If you knew my troubles wouldn't wanna be me
Oh
Now you know bitch
SKRT
I just began to feast and I'm starving for more
When I listened to your tape it was hard to adore
Especially when all your lyrics and rhymes sound like frontin' galore
I'm here to set the score like a ball player
She knows it's busy at the top but I'll call later
My engineer mixing the fuel like a carburetor we chase paper
F*ck a hater whoever tryna get violated
You got a problem say it with your chest
You making moves like you play checkers but I play chess
When she walked inside the room she knew to get undressed
I make investments in myself cause I'm tryna progress
Boy just put all your music to rest
You talking shit like you got on a vest
You not untouchable
I got the lyrics make a pussy feel uncomfortable
My homies put you right to sleep like Cliff Huxtable
She keep telling me she missing me
But I've been locked inside the stu like they was dissing me
And I'm not tryna break my fast like I'm at Tiffany's
Since I've been hungry swear it boost my productivity
Yeah
Show me the proof and the stats
They charging hella for the feature then show me the racks
I swear to god these artists steady be out with the rats
They'd rather make a soundcloud song they not keeping it rap
You making songs like you slanged in the trap
I was never pushing weight but I flipped me some zips
Remember rolling with the boys we were taking a trip
My homie got the strap I swear you get popped like a zip
POP
Bring 'em out yeah bring 'em out
That's what they saying to me
These bitches ain't nothing
They all the same to me
I want these hoes to break they neck when I walk past
She touch her toes I told her ain't no looking back
I see they envying I'm what they never had
Me and my brothers eating good that's why they mad
Yeah
And I hope you don't take it the wrong way
Got reservations with my fate it's a blind date
They'll never catch me lacking speeding on a freeway
I raise a toast to my dogs they raise the crime rate
Oh
I'm so sorry I'm so selfish
God forgive me time is priceless
Couldn't tell you where my mind is
But I know you getting wet when you see me
And I know he insecure when he see me
If you knew my troubles wouldn't wanna be me
Oh
Now you know bitch
SKRT
Writer: Walter Slosar II
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid