Bangerz Brass - Canadian Tuxedo Lyrics

If it wasn't for this music prolly be up on some shit
If it wasn't for this mic you'd prolly think I'm talking shit
If you couldn't understand me then I'd prolly use my fist
If it wasn't for these light I'd prolly be out hitting licks
Don't this make you wanna break sumn, break sumn
This gon make me break sumn, break sumn
Shit I'm about to break sumn, break sumn
Yea I'm about to break sumn, break sumn
Butane got a nigga insane
Buck 20 off the ramp; plain jane
All the stress got a nigga in pain
Thinkin' how I'm `bout to keep a pride tame
Had to turn a old bitch to a next bitch
Then had to turn a new bitch to a ex bitch
Then had to make a bottom bitch out a mistress
Nigga been depressed; women all over the wish list
Thick goddess; no hip dip: work the pole; she don't strip
Bendy body in lotus; Kundalini I notice
Oh my; Oh God: big bread, no day job
I go large; I play hard
Picture me: Black Mozart
If it wasn't for this music prolly be up on some shit
If it wasn't for this mic you'd prolly think I'm talking shit
If you couldn't understand me then I'd prolly use my fist
If it wasn't for these light I'd prolly be out hitting licks
Don't this make you wanna break sumn, break sumn
This gon make me break sumn, break sumn
Shit I'm about to break sumn, break sumn
Yea I'm about to break sumn, break sumn
I told my dogs I gotta go
I told my bullshit adios
Tick tick tick times running low
She said I'm the bomb, already know
This life I showed you before
Can't stay and show you no more
I gotta open dem doors
My rides outside I gotta go
Who woulda thought
Sold out shows
Now these fans tryna take me home
Turn my profit at the doors
Now my profit turn to gold
Now I cannot stop
Until I pick up the call
That says I see you Jamal
And so I tell em
If it wasn't for this music prolly be up on some shit
If it wasn't for this mic you'd prolly think I'm talking shit
If you couldn't understand me then I'd prolly use my fist
If it wasn't for these light I'd prolly be out hitting licks
Don't this make you wanna break sumn, break sumn
This gon make me break sumn, break sumn
Shit I'm about to break sumn, break sumn
Yea I'm about to break sumn, break sumn
Shorty you can bring your friends yea yea
Bring em in yea yea
We gon party
This the party to theend yea yea
No limits yea yea
Break the fence yea yea
Let's get blessing till the see what heaven sent yea yea
They sent me: dawg; this lifestyle got me faded and shit
No hoe ain't stainin' my drip; even if my name on they lips
Remember days when I would Pray that I'd be vacant and shit
Of life itself and the pressure I've been claimin' to sit
Right on my heart as I admit I'm to blame in this shit
The typa nigga be more happy in a grave than in this
`Cause I can't get down on myself or I'll be giving in to women
If confidence is up; could give a f*ck about a bitch
Swear I keep my head on swivel
Gotta watch my back
Boy you gotta treat me with respect
Shorty want more than I give her
I don't got that
Girl you gotta treat me with respect
Please don't push me off edge
No don't do that
Y'all gotta treat me with respect
Gotta keep my head on a swivel
If I don't do that
Y'all gonna ask me for respect
Swear I keep my head on swivel
Gotta watch my back
Boy you gotta treat me with respect
Shorty want more than I give her
I don't got that
Girl you gotta treat me with respect