From the recording Pain = Profit
Lyrics
I'm a quiet nigga, I'm a savage with some ice (ice, ice)
I might go by boosted, but my first names always Tyson
I don't want to leave, I watch them bleed and then I fight back
Now I've got this bitch up on her knees, I'm really like that (like, that)
I don't really say it, I just do it then I write that
Broke ass niggas hating bet they wanna use my mic (yeah)
Work addiction, I been going everyday
I'm like (ooh, ahh)
You can't tell me, I can't do it till the day
I die (ooh, ahh)
She said baby I can't lose you I said girl
Go try (ooh, ahh)
Don't need a girl, no lie (ahh)
I could do this all night (all night)
Tell me when she's all mine (all mine)
Tell me what's on your mind (your mind)
Is it me or your guy (your guy)
Tell him I'm on the side (the side)
I don't want you for life (for life)
Your girl gave me top
She do it a lot
One hundred my pants, One hundred my socks
When I leave the house, the heater is hot
Let that bitch blow
I don't need to knock
Come to your house, and leave with your thot
Three pills she opened her mouth
She seeing stars, they shine out my mouth
Shine off my neck, she figured it out (ok)
It out, these diamonds in my mouth (ok)
These diamonds on my neck (ok)
Man they shining really loud
(Oh, oh)
I'm a quiet nigga, I'm a savage with some ice (ice, ice)
I might go by boosted, but my first names always tyson
I don't want to leave, I watch them bleed and then I fight back
Now I've got this bitch up on her knees, I'm really like that
I don't really say it, I just do it then I write that (write that)
Broke ass niggas hating but they wanna use my mic (yeah)
Baby pipe down
I don't want to leave now
I got to go, cause I got a new bounce
I got to go, I told you don't frown
He got a switch, I got some loud
He gotta drum, I got a pound
Fuck with your bitch, bring her a crown
Me and my niggas we rolling around
Where you going to go can't stay with your hoe
Love pills she take them the most
New whip she driving the boat
Driving the boat, real fast
One hundred my dash, and I got no tags
Look at my cash, look at my racks
Look at my stacks, nigga look at my bag
I made a rack, and I spent it like that
You made a rack, and you act like you mad
You got no money yeah you got no hoes
Pussy talk shit so they talk through the phone
I might talk shit and show up to your home
Three shots I leave them with holes
I know I'm the goat
I know how I float
Making this money not enough for me, yo
Made it on my own only thanks to my bro
We made a song and now its a job
A bop
On top
Leave shots
Like C.O.D
My fist
Your eye
Your bitch
My ride
She hit
My line
I got
Some time
My bad
She fine
Know why (bop, bop)
She mine (bop, bop)
Work addiction, I been going everyday
I'm like (ooh, ahh)
You can't tell me, I can't do it till the day
I die (ooh, ahh)
She said baby I can't lose you I said girl
Go try (ooh, ahh)
Don't need a girl, no lie (ahh)
I could do this all night (all night)
Tell me when she's all mine (all mine)
Tell me what's on your mind (your mind)
Is it me or your guy (your guy)
Tell him I'm on the side (the side)
I don't want you for life (for life)
Just want you for the night (the night)
Everyday is a ride (a ride)
Treat you like your all mine (all mine)
Give you diamonds and ice (and ice)
Everyday is a fight (a fight)