Common Courtesy

A Saturday Saddest day Fucking with me know you're dead wrong Aye, aye, aye I get that bag on a Saturday Grandmama died it's the saddest day Fucking with me know you're dead wrong Drowning out pain in your headphones Saying f*ck twelve with the meds on me Big phoneys and your dead homies I got that bitch giving head strong New shorty thick as a redbone That little bitch want to percolate Cops trying to get on the murder rate A lot of shit I had to walk through, had to break through, had to perforate I can take all of your burden babe First you gon' say how the perky taste Ain't no sheep you ain't herding me Have you heard of me? Common courtesy I am the future With evil intentions and I got the toolies investing into you and we making music I'm begging the youth to please give a shot People fell low from reaching to god Seizing control the evil survive Always been forced to swallow my pride I stay ten toes I know we'll arise Working late, every day That ain't the shit that's immortalized I think about all the mortal lies Sisters and brothers get Columbine'd Now it's all of mine versus all of you Homie grab the nine get comfortable Now they swear to god then they lie to you Fucking parasites I hoe they die cause They ain't gon' up with that forty Falling in love with a shorty I fell in love with a bad bitch She broke my heart now I'm savage Feeling better off that cat piss Ain't talking about no discussions You can talk about that bitch busting It ain't nothing It ain't nothing I get that bag on a Saturday Grandmama died it's the saddest day Fucking with me know you're dead wrong Drowning out pain in your headphones Saying f*ck twelve with the meds on me Big phoneys and your dead homies I got that bitch giving head strong New shorty thick as a redbone That little bitch want to percolate Cops trying to get on the murder rate A lot of shit I had to walk through, had to break through, had to perforate I can take all of your burden babe First you gon' say how the perky taste Ain't no sheep you ain't herding me Have you heard of me? Common courtesy Like ou ou Tell him the truth I fucked your shorty and so did the crew I dropped her off then went to the stu I'm cooking up fire you never could do See I am the heat and you're cooking off fumes I'll slump you over and take out your pockets We see a lick on your head and we got it Got me a Bonnie she's riding off molly Riding real deep in the Benz and it's topless All the homies with the pistols It don't get shown unless it gets blown Got your bitch stole and you big told You got pistol whipped by your own mans Said "they had weapons" you can throw hands Make him talk to god hope he understands Fucking with a legend from a different land Now stop the cap cause your bitch a fan like Don't get no attitude We might come after you I might just go get my clothes up Now we on your block and we post up Don't get no attitude We might come after you I might just go get my clothes up Now we on your block and we post up