Lyrics to S.O.B.
Fans don't give a damn if I put 50 on my wrist
All I got to do is chop but I don't make the hottest list
All Tha answers sound like fraud, what been coming outcha lips
Shoulda got an honest job
That's on God, that's on me, if you on fraud, SOB
Bless your heart, that's on me,
Before I charge, SOB
Wicked (watch out!)
Bubble with the bee and get the honeycomb
I never seen it but I know dat money long
Heard dat if you study long you study wrong
It's-not about a song, show ya my phone
I've been like the black sheep with the bleach so I'm light gray
I am in the hood niggas don't see me but wyoopee be like hey
I'm like a nuisance with a few clips so don't google where I stay
Never confuse this with the blue shit cause soowoo biz what I say
That's all ignant nigga woulda say
Did it with smart ass dummies in duh way
I'ma a 6 figga nigga with dah pay
Will pull tha trigga but I'd rather pray yuh, yuh
Radio bitch say you gotta learn to write Hits, whatever you say yuh, yuh
Ima stay Krizz an you can stay rippin off a Label for duh pay yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh-I know how, I can just talk to em foul an get me a house with a view
Niggas is dummer den you niggas is dummer den you, don't know what to do but you gotta put food in your home
You could do it all alone if ya tryna get on in The city of angels can fly
You can get by,
Yeah with the serpents it's perfect the bands in ya hands and the fans
Don't give a damn if I put 50 on my wrist
All I got to do is chop but I don't make the hottest list
All Tha answers sound like fraud, what been coming outcha lips
Shoulda got an honest job but they don't make me wanna exist
That's on God, that's on me, if you on fraud, SOB
Bless your heart, that's on me,
Before I charge, SOB
Wicked
I am the one, yeah my aesthetics pathetic an look like I'm pregnant an shit
(But with a gun)
Headed to heaven or residence so I'll see what I can get
(Lookin for fun)
Go get the medic to dead it they let it get where I can see
(Nothin get done)
So I'm-in-a crowd and it's loud but I can't hear nobody but me
Better
Shake it off told slow down,
Don't be holdin The fo pound up
You did it from the ground up
Take the gun from you head, know you so fed up
I don't really got no case I don't really got no face
All I know is you first or u last so I don't really got no breaks
Don't let me catch those vapors
I just been lookin for paper mache'
I don't wanna pull no capers (on me), 223 nana clips were I lay
Ain't no toilet paper.
(On me) boogie man he take it away
I guess I'll see y'all later
(We'll see)
S-not where you want me ta be and the fans
Don't give a damn if I put 50 on my wrist
All I got to do is chop but I don't make the hottest list
All Tha answers sound like fraud, what been coming outcha lips
Shoulda got an honest job but they don't make me wanna exist
That's on God, that's on me, if you on fraud, SOB
Bless your heart, that's on me,
Before I charge, SOB
Wicked
Shut up just shut up shut up
I'ma come up missin if you listen
Shut up just shut up shut up
I'ma come up missin if you listen
All I got to do is chop but I don't make the hottest list
All Tha answers sound like fraud, what been coming outcha lips
Shoulda got an honest job
That's on God, that's on me, if you on fraud, SOB
Bless your heart, that's on me,
Before I charge, SOB
Wicked (watch out!)
Bubble with the bee and get the honeycomb
I never seen it but I know dat money long
Heard dat if you study long you study wrong
It's-not about a song, show ya my phone
I've been like the black sheep with the bleach so I'm light gray
I am in the hood niggas don't see me but wyoopee be like hey
I'm like a nuisance with a few clips so don't google where I stay
Never confuse this with the blue shit cause soowoo biz what I say
That's all ignant nigga woulda say
Did it with smart ass dummies in duh way
I'ma a 6 figga nigga with dah pay
Will pull tha trigga but I'd rather pray yuh, yuh
Radio bitch say you gotta learn to write Hits, whatever you say yuh, yuh
Ima stay Krizz an you can stay rippin off a Label for duh pay yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh-I know how, I can just talk to em foul an get me a house with a view
Niggas is dummer den you niggas is dummer den you, don't know what to do but you gotta put food in your home
You could do it all alone if ya tryna get on in The city of angels can fly
You can get by,
Yeah with the serpents it's perfect the bands in ya hands and the fans
Don't give a damn if I put 50 on my wrist
All I got to do is chop but I don't make the hottest list
All Tha answers sound like fraud, what been coming outcha lips
Shoulda got an honest job but they don't make me wanna exist
That's on God, that's on me, if you on fraud, SOB
Bless your heart, that's on me,
Before I charge, SOB
Wicked
I am the one, yeah my aesthetics pathetic an look like I'm pregnant an shit
(But with a gun)
Headed to heaven or residence so I'll see what I can get
(Lookin for fun)
Go get the medic to dead it they let it get where I can see
(Nothin get done)
So I'm-in-a crowd and it's loud but I can't hear nobody but me
Better
Shake it off told slow down,
Don't be holdin The fo pound up
You did it from the ground up
Take the gun from you head, know you so fed up
I don't really got no case I don't really got no face
All I know is you first or u last so I don't really got no breaks
Don't let me catch those vapors
I just been lookin for paper mache'
I don't wanna pull no capers (on me), 223 nana clips were I lay
Ain't no toilet paper.
(On me) boogie man he take it away
I guess I'll see y'all later
(We'll see)
S-not where you want me ta be and the fans
Don't give a damn if I put 50 on my wrist
All I got to do is chop but I don't make the hottest list
All Tha answers sound like fraud, what been coming outcha lips
Shoulda got an honest job but they don't make me wanna exist
That's on God, that's on me, if you on fraud, SOB
Bless your heart, that's on me,
Before I charge, SOB
Wicked
Shut up just shut up shut up
I'ma come up missin if you listen
Shut up just shut up shut up
I'ma come up missin if you listen
