And It's KTD and you all know me (Yah)
Cause they can't kill me, they won't kill me
And I got nice teeth for these hoes to come see (Come see)
Cause every time I smile they gon' drop to they knees (Yah)
I don't know about love but I love money trees
And I grow 'em by myself I don't need no degrees (I don't need that shit)
I don't need dumb hoes to come f*ck with me (F*ck that)
All these hoes on my clothes I need a lint roller please
But let my people come through cause we about to get lit
I don't know why they always talking but they don't know where I'm from. (They don't know)
If they pull up its a wrap for a another dead bum
You always talking bout some tools well you better bring some (Better bring one)
I got a heart full of hurt and ain't afraid to go dumb (I ain't scared of y'all)
Always talking out of pocket when you got the wrong one
I step over all the people when it's all said and done (Its over)
Niggas taking baby steps I don't even need to run
Talking bout KTD bitch you on ecstasy (Bitch you on ecstasy)
Cause they can't see me when they wanna be me (They wanna be like me?)
I ain't a killer but don't push me but the people getting pushy (Yah)
Been rapping four years and they all overlook me (What?)
Now we back to they talking why they doing it again (What you doing?)
I'll leave your boy shit leaking like a f*cked up pen
But I guess we're all f*cked up when we get to thinking
You drowned in codeine so your brains already sinking
Then you cry about your problems that won't make it start shrinking
Unlike you, I can fix myself without even thinking
Unlike you, I can live my life without thinking it's fiction
But I'm like you sometimes I fall out and I need some assistance
But unlike you I don't have that many people to come assist me (I don't)
But let's be me always mad, not to mention when I get wild
She calls me a child but she wanted my child
And I got all that on file
That shit wild
How all these people change
I guess being real ain't your style
(Guess you don't like being real huh?)
(Bitch)
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And It's KTD and you all know me (Yah)
Cause they can't kill me, they won't kill me
And I got nice teeth for these hoes to come see (Come see)
Cause every time I smile they gon' drop to they knees (Yah)
I don't know about love but I love money trees
And I grow 'em by myself I don't need no degrees (I don't need that shit)
I don't need dumb hoes to come f*ck with me (F*ck that)
All these hoes on my clothes I need a lint roller please
But let my people come through cause we about to get lit
I don't know why they always talking but they don't know where I'm from. (They don't know)
If they pull up its a wrap for a another dead bum
You always talking bout some tools well you better bring some (Better bring one)
I got a heart full of hurt and ain't afraid to go dumb (I ain't scared of y'all)
Always talking out of pocket when you got the wrong one
I step over all the people when it's all said and done (Its over)
Niggas taking baby steps I don't even need to run
Talking bout KTD bitch you on ecstasy (Bitch you on ecstasy)
Cause they can't see me when they wanna be me (They wanna be like me?)
I ain't a killer but don't push me but the people getting pushy (Yah)
Been rapping four years and they all overlook me (What?)
Now we back to they talking why they doing it again (What you doing?)
I'll leave your boy shit leaking like a f*cked up pen
But I guess we're all f*cked up when we get to thinking
You drowned in codeine so your brains already sinking
Then you cry about your problems that won't make it start shrinking
Unlike you, I can fix myself without even thinking
Unlike you, I can live my life without thinking it's fiction
But I'm like you sometimes I fall out and I need some assistance
But unlike you I don't have that many people to come assist me (I don't)
But let's be me always mad, not to mention when I get wild
She calls me a child but she wanted my child
And I got all that on file
That shit wild
How all these people change
I guess being real ain't your style
(Guess you don't like being real huh?)
(Bitch)
Cause they can't kill me, they won't kill me
And I got nice teeth for these hoes to come see (Come see)
Cause every time I smile they gon' drop to they knees (Yah)
I don't know about love but I love money trees
And I grow 'em by myself I don't need no degrees (I don't need that shit)
I don't need dumb hoes to come f*ck with me (F*ck that)
All these hoes on my clothes I need a lint roller please
But let my people come through cause we about to get lit
I don't know why they always talking but they don't know where I'm from. (They don't know)
If they pull up its a wrap for a another dead bum
You always talking bout some tools well you better bring some (Better bring one)
I got a heart full of hurt and ain't afraid to go dumb (I ain't scared of y'all)
Always talking out of pocket when you got the wrong one
I step over all the people when it's all said and done (Its over)
Niggas taking baby steps I don't even need to run
Talking bout KTD bitch you on ecstasy (Bitch you on ecstasy)
Cause they can't see me when they wanna be me (They wanna be like me?)
I ain't a killer but don't push me but the people getting pushy (Yah)
Been rapping four years and they all overlook me (What?)
Now we back to they talking why they doing it again (What you doing?)
I'll leave your boy shit leaking like a f*cked up pen
But I guess we're all f*cked up when we get to thinking
You drowned in codeine so your brains already sinking
Then you cry about your problems that won't make it start shrinking
Unlike you, I can fix myself without even thinking
Unlike you, I can live my life without thinking it's fiction
But I'm like you sometimes I fall out and I need some assistance
But unlike you I don't have that many people to come assist me (I don't)
But let's be me always mad, not to mention when I get wild
She calls me a child but she wanted my child
And I got all that on file
That shit wild
How all these people change
I guess being real ain't your style
(Guess you don't like being real huh?)
(Bitch)
Writer: Kenneth Miller, Kenneth Miller Jr.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid