Should Have

i said im hot as the summer Colder than winter These hoes wetter than june Im a drop in december Now a days i stay humble I grabbed ahold of my temper Been putting on for my city I guess they just don't remember Its all good though Im back to put it right in their face Its gutta season so i hustle f*ck catching a case Im getting sick of this corruption Got these youngins going crazy They don't wanna go to work So they're lurking on a daily Everybody claiming real Falsifying the game Everything y'all think is real To me its solidly lame I would never sell my soul For money power or fame Its a shame these other rappers can't call it the same I keep it real with my fans And that's in all honesty I use to cut for alot Now its f*ck the rappers honestly Tis the season to get gutta Don't go searching for apology I said it then i meant it It was written like a novelty I done showed love When i should have been a hater I done kept it real When i should have been a faker Even been faithful When i should have been a player Use to be broke Now im getting to the paper I done showed love When i should have been a hater I done kept it real When i should have been a faker Even been faithful When i should have been a player Use to broke Now im getting to the paper Say my city a jungle Gorillas and lions Tigers or bears Ain't none of em flyin Snakes on the ground Pay attention they're spying You're hanging by a thread Behind enemy lines See you think its a game Niggas playing for keeps Broke niggas be jacking You don't work you don't eat That's a code in the game You bitches breaking the rules I rather chill by myself I don't trust none of these dudes Let em into your house Let em sleep on your couch Now they're talking about you But ain't receiving no clout Through it all i been solid It ain't no changing me now I gotta make it regardless Therefore i figured it out Man im bossman qash And i gotta make a move Man f*ck sitting on my ass Always got some shit to do First place you niggas last Since you got some shit to prove Cash flow entertainment baby Ain't no way that im gone lose I done showed love When i should have been a hater I done kept it real When i should have been a faker Even been faithful When i should have been a player Use to be broke Now im getting to the paper I done showed love When i should have been a hater I done kept it real When i should have been a faker Even been faithful When i should have been a player Use to broke Now im getting to the paper Niggas and hoes Vultures and crows If you want it I got it I ain't talkin bout dope Catch me off in the kitchen Whipping bars on my stove I got flow by the key Piano keys for the low I ain't sitting on shit All these features can go Im fiending searching for hits I guess this pen is my crack pipe F*ck the scale and the bag Its suicide in that trap life If everybody getting money Why my people don't act right Uh That's a question that i ask myself Instead of robbing why my people never ask for help You niggas sorry But you swear you did it by yourself Some people starving But that status said he had the wealth You niggas garbage Milli and vanilli Can't expect to be the king If you diss your own city Im a put my city on If ain't nobody riding with me Any nigga talking down Tell them niggas come get me I done showed love When i should have been a hater I done kept it real When i should have been a faker Even been faithful When i should have been a player Use to be broke Now im getting to the paper I done showed love When i should have been a hater I done kept it real When i should have been a faker Even been faithful When i should have been a player Use to broke Now im getting to the paper