Lyrics DistAnce! - Marqus Clae

I can sense the fake from a distance
She steady blowing up my phone I′m like who is this
Niggas tryna get a piece of my bidness
You need to stay up out my mothafucking bidness
(Woah Woah)

I can sense the fake from a distance
She steady blowing up my phone I'm like who is this
Niggas tryna get a piece of my bidness
You need to stay up out my mothafucking bidness

Niggas asking me what happened to the last one
You′ll be the last one I'm running when the cash come
I gave em PTSD I guess I passed em
We talking attitudes a nigga got a bad one
We talking bitches then ya know I keep a bad one
I'm too playa to be worried bout a past one
I′m dressing I′m pulling I'm killing fashion
I′m dibbin dabbin causing havoc guess I'm spazzing
I′m in Manhattan talking shit about the traffic
Tryna get to 46th I got a bag there
Circumsizse the whip I drop the top and let the gas run
Lets make one thing clear they fw me go head and ask em Lil nigga

I can sense the fake from a distance
She steady blowing up my phone I'm like who is this
Niggas tryna get a piece of my bidness
You need to stay up out my mothafucking bidness
(Woah Woah)

I can sense the fake from a distance
She steady blowing up my phone I′m like who is this
Niggas tryna get a piece of my bidness
You need to stay up out my mothafucking bidness

We gone ball like CP3
We gone eat like EBT
If my stories ever told couldn't nobody fw me
I wanna life of luxury
I wanna ride with buckets
Fuck up the tires on the street
I got that fire to the T
In elementary I was bad nigga
I sat by myself in class nigga
If ya know me then ya know I ain't lying
I wasn′t even in the class picture
When niggas was trapping off Motorola
And pouring mud in a dirty soda
I was only in the first grade
With the worst ways
Guess it made me colder
Steady listening to carter 2
CD player... portable
I can see you got no heart in you
You a scary nigga it′s apart of you
I embarrass niggas Ima animal
Blowing big herb it's medicinal
Don′t fw me or my decimals (NO)
I'm bout my gwalla I′m professional (YUH)

I can sense the fake from a distance
She steady blowing up my phone I'm like who is this
Niggas tryna get a piece of my bidness
You need to stay up out my mothafucking bidness
(Woah Woah)

I can sense the fake from a distance
She steady blowing up my phone I′m like who is this
Niggas tryna get a piece of my bidness
You need to stay up out my mothafucking bidness