Lyrics usb mics. - EB

Yo
It's the modern day Mansa Musa
No cuffs like King Kunta
I need that Marty Byrde composure
Can't be stuck computing
I'm like Suge the way I run over rhymes
Pushing wack capping back, reveal receding hairline, oh
(That's ruthless, man)
But all my enemies hanging by they own nooses
And some my friends all acting like they sorta Brutus
I wear a bulletproof vest with a couple shooters
Behind my back, some hos turn in bodies like they Judas
Now you dead weight
I got to lose ya
'Cause you slowing up my future pace
All I did was want to help you through your silly ways
But look at me overstepping like I ain't yo' ace
Look at that, man, thought I lost some days
Depressed as hell, man I couldn't see the sun in face
Invalidation told me so, that I wouldn't change
I won the fight, did a rhyme, made cash from pain

Nobody will ever let you know
(They won't ever let you know)
When you ask the reasons why
(I'm asking why)
They just tell you that you're on your own
(Am I really alone)
Fill your head all full of lies
(Why you lying to me baby)
Now I'm by myself on this USB mic
By myself on this USB mic
I'm a leader, boo, you better just get behind
I'm a leader, boo, you better just get behind
Building empires off these funky rhymes
Building empires off these funky rhymes
Now what-cha doing if you hating
'Cause you ain't getting paper
Couldn't say it to my face
You ain't even worth a fade

Uh, I thank God for this new day
Didn't even have to use my AK
I'm feeling cool like ice, wait, O'Shea
Gave me peace of mind, killing up my old traits
Now my vision with precision
I'm executing missions while you waiting for permission
My phone buzzing now, get in line for admission
I love my women equally like it's communism
I'm joking, keep your distance
My energy protected with assistance
You waiting till my numbers get consistent
That's when you acknowledge my existence
You couldn't understand the grind
The days I was up in my mind
The pain that I put in my rhyme
The lame, false hope with the lies
Now I'm putting time for me and mines

Nobody will ever let you know
(They won't ever let you know)
When you ask the reasons why
(I'm asking why)
They just tell you that you're on your own
(Am I really alone?)
Fill your head all full of lies, nigga
(Why you lying to me baby?)
Now I'm by myself on this USB mic
By myself on this USB mic
I'm a leader, boo, you better just get behind
I'm a leader, boo, you better just get behind
Building empires off these funky rhymes
Building empires off these funky rhymes
Now what-cha doing if you hating
'Cause you ain't getting paper
Couldn't say it to my face
You ain't even worth a fade
Nobody will ever let you know
(They won't ever let you know!)
When you ask the reasons why
(I'm asking why)
They just tell you that you're on your own
(Am I really alone?)
Fill your head all full of lies
(Why you lying to me baby?)
Now I'm by myself on this USB mic
By myself on this USB mic
I'm a leader, boo, you better just get behind
I'm a leader, boo, you better just get behind
Building empires off these funky rhymes
Building empires off these funky rhymes
Now what-cha doing if you hating
'Cause you ain't getting paper
Couldn't say it to my face
You ain't even worth the shade