Ab-Soul feat. Murs Big Payback Lyrics

Longterm Mentality Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Real Thinkers
  • 2 Gone Insane
  • 3 Loosen My Tie
  • 4 Nothing New
  • 5 Hell Yeah
  • 6 Moscato
  • 7 Top Dawg Under Dawg
  • 8 Time Is of the Essence
  • 9 More of a Euphoria
  • 10 Picture That
  • 11 Big Payback
  • 12 Almost There
  • 13 #LTM
  • 14 Constipation
  • [Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
    Before I exit out this motherfucker, bet you know my name
    I'm into Swisher Sweets and five dollar champagne
    You should join my campaign before I lose my damn brain
    I'm chasing a winning and I don't know if I'm losing or winning
    Damn shame
    Shit, I ain't complaining
    It's no limits nigga, it's only entertainment
    So I'm in the Bugatti and got the burner too
    Right place, right time, I'll murder you
    Huh, I finally get it
    What's the use in being witty ain't nobody wit' it
    I'd rather sticky my woody in a wonder woman
    So good I might never want another one
    But I'mma always want another woman
    Real nigga to the core my dude
    Straight from the liquor store
    From getting more sippy from me and my recipients
    Till we stumble to the floor my dude, straight off top
    T.D.E. till 3003
    No scratch that, I can't calculate that exact
    My downfall will probably never be an incident though
    Use your mind, don't just listen to the instrumental
    Read the signs before you end up in a pile of shit
    You probably did
    The least you can do is crack a window
    You smell that?
    And if I catch him taking a nap, I tell him that...

    I hope it hit you like a bus done run up into ya
    I'm only fuckin' with ya
    I know it's nothing to ya
    What I gotta make is something to ya
    Slept on us long enough, you got it coming to ya

    [Verse 2: MURS]
    See me I'm from the mid, don't fuck with the kid
    Heavy artillery, this long will split your wig
    Put your fitted on the curb
    You know, rip your lid
    Brains on the sidewalks you know what it is, that is
    I got that strict mentality
    Razorblade in my mouth, Bitch wanna battle me
    Huh? I slice this bitch up, I ain't playin
    Snare need stitches from the words that I'm sayin'
    Name my badem, Reppin' L.A.'n
    Tattoo's showin', mean muggin' at the way in
    Smack you with a bottle that I picked up on the way in
    And them niggas that rollin' with you only with you cause you pay 'em
    And real niggas don't get extorted
    We call for the mother ship, then we board it
    That mean we fly like we wanna fly
    Me and Ab comin' for you, better go runnin' high


    [Verse 3: Ab-Soul]
    Look, I'm really sick, you need to quit
    Like quiet without the E
    Supplyin' the D-man's
    Sometimes it gets deep man
    You will die in the deep end
    Surviving to see it
    And I'mma be here, The bible is re-writ
    HiiiPower, you can yell it
    But make sure it's three it's when you spell it
    I'm at the bottom of the barrel, let them niggas tell it
    I might have to put the barrel to a niggas melon
    Pull up on a few hoes in the new McLaren
    Back to the condo, condom broke, now I'm a parent
    Still smilin' in the mirror, nigga here to think
    Everybody got it comin' to 'em, even me
    You only reap what you sow
    You only get what you knit
    My garden's grown, and I'm about to throw a fit

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