centipede

Damn, ride around in this city Damn, where the women so pretty But I just feel like an enemy Like I walk in this bitch like a centipede But I got fucked up mentally Until I had no more empathy So what do you want, what do you want, what do you want Bitch My mama mad at me Cause I ain't picked the phone up In seven weeks, damn But I had to expose all my problems Got designer clothes on me It's a problem So I guess, thats my thing, bitch you stink Thats my thing, boy you stink Thats my thing, you stink Thats my thing, boy you stank Thats me with the stunt Thats me on a hunt, hunt that bitch Thats me smoking blunt Thats me on the front It get rowdy, In this Audi V8 Dont get pouty, when Its cloudy Bitch, Hold up I can turn it around Imma restore this shit right If not Imma feel the guilt right now Right now I see red I see red I see red I see red So I guess, thats my thing Thats my thing, yeah yeah Thats my thing Thats my thing Yeah, I just need some of your energy I am a spiritual entity Lost in the back of my memories I just think someone is testing me Production like this should be felony So what would you do if you fell on me What would I do if I fell on you Damn, ride around in this city Damn, where the women so pretty But I just feel like an enemy Like I walk in this bitch like a centipede But I got fucked up mentally Til' I had no more empathy So what do you want, what do you want, what do you want? So I guess, thats my thing, bitch you stink Thats my thing, boy you stink Thats my thing, you stink Thats my thing, boy you stank Thats my thing, yeah Thats my thing, yeah yeah Thats my thing Thats my thing I see red