Lyrics Syke - Rich Kidd

Bitch, T.O
RIDGEBLOCK!
Syke!
Syke!
Shout out my Jungle niggas
Syke!
I know what you love, you know I know what you like, right?
Syke x3
Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck
Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke
Let me work with it, I see y'all getting hurt wit it
My Opponents getting murked. Shovels and dirt digging
Or maybe a hearse fit 'em. These niggas acting like women
So bury a purse wit him. Not even a nurse can fix em
Rapper's sweet... here's ya dessert children!
Herb spitters, every song's a nerve killer
This is business, you get what you neg, not what you deserve, nigga
So I give 'em an ultimatum. Jump on the train or I'll see ya later
See these haters, I see you dweebs
Mad respect and I'm stacking cheese
Having sex with your classic dream
Chick. Maybe not but shorty mean thick
I really mean it! You could get lean quick
Story up, buddy. Get it in sequence
Cheifing frequent, it's no secret
I am on my COD shit
No games. Cash on delivery
Currency. No limit. Go get it. Roll wit it
No kidding. Those writtens sound like a nigga going in, though
I'm Hard like Flintstones
Moving rock or rocking the mic, people want what they like and they might like your ringtone
I ain't in it for that. But while we here, lets make some racks and get on
Syke
All my women in the front
Syke
All my niggas in the back
I know what you love, you know I know what you like. Right?
Syke x3
(Someone bring me some weed)
Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck
Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke
Modern day slave, getting paid
Peanuts everyday, what a way
To live, its okay, we get it
Keep us down while you clown us, we ain't with it
Start a riot. We won't quit it
We sick and tired of tricks and liars
Money move quiet, nobody hear it
Exchanged through Politicians, empires
Dynasties, hierarchies, prime elites
And the scheme they weave, that don't put ya mind at ease
Do it? Forget that, drink this fluid
Do it! The Henny black, gets you ruined
Moving kinda fake? I don't fuck wit Judas
Cutting off lames? We all Go through it
Some say I'm racist, let me clear this shit
I'll snuff you whatever culture or heritage
You, maybe. You crazy? You may be fu-gaze-zee
I am cryss like new HD. Smooth as a bottom of a new baby
Vision hazy. Lately, I've had this shit on lock like a safe key
That's why they hate me, nigga hate yourself. Not my fault that you ain't me
You don't wanna be me, I got a lot of issues, got a lot of problems
Got a Lot of bills too, and I ain't on em, whenever I get to 'em, yo, I'm paying all of them
Off. That's Soft. I used have nothing but a cot
Got a little more But I still got nothing, stop fronting, boy, where is my guap?
Got something in store for the ones who been down ever since I first dropped
I brought open toe sandals to give to the haters, in case they thought I would flip flop, I am hip hop
Syke x3
I know what you love, you know I know what you like. Right?
Syke!
Syke!
(All my ladies in the front)
Syke!
Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck
Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke
I am only one man, I have only one team
We have so many objectives, but it all leads to one dream
We all ashy we need that cream
We ain't bashful, we'll take that cream
Taking a sample. No, we ain't tactful
No, we just random. Slap you up with that...
It's that Rich Kidd shit, Syke
It's that Rich Kidd shit, Syke
(Lalalala) Syke
(Lalalala) I know what you love you know I know what you like, right?
Syke x3
Cause I'm not really not giving a fuck
Tell the selector run this shit all night, Syke