Текст песни Class Act - Rik Bandz

It's bout to be one of them
I know y'all been waiting on this
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Okay
I see why they hate me,
We was 5 deep now it's just me that shit crazy, (Solo)
Started as a baby,
Had to get it out the mud that's the way streets raised me, (Thuggin')
Friends turn greedy,
When they see a nigga eating and They still ain't receiving, (Fuck em)
Stabbed in the back
Put my niggas on the map and they still ain't believe me, (Okay)
Huh,
I can peep a snake any season, (On God)
Huh,
I can tell the friends from the leaches
Aye,
Friends turned foe leave you speechless
Tend to care a lot that's my weakness
But I'll never spend another night over thinking (only problem)
Fuck it,
Them niggas ain't shit they was average
I'll tell em to they face they can have it,
They done woke up a demon I'm a savage
Filled wit rage and a little bit of madness,
Miss Jourdyn man I swear she was classy
But these drugs got me numb to reality
Fuck pihi that shit like degressi,
Full of actors everybody wanna Grammy, (Like Aubrey)
Tell the truth ion think they understand me
I'ma outcast so they can't stand me,
(They can't)
Aye,
Class Act man these niggas need Grammy
Feel like kid but these bitches tryna play me
Beat his ass like I'm Pops ain't no safety, (Can't play me)
Yeah, the 90s is the shit that done raised me
Seeing drugs yeah that shit never phased me, (Never phased me)
Use to want to ball like MJ,
Till I seen that nigga Kobe go for a cool 80, (81)
Space jam was my movie as a baby
Ion really know why they remade it
I was born with the funk in the 70s like lakeside baby
Yeah
Yeah,
Okay,
Well alright
Let's go
I see why they hate me,
We was just 5 deep now it's just me that shit crazy, (That shit crazy)
Started as a baby,
Had to get it out the mud that's the way streets raised me, (Thuggin')
Friends turn greedy,
When they see a nigga eating and They still ain't receiving, (Fuck em)
Stabbed in the back
Put my niggas on the map and they still ain't believe me, (So what?)
Uh,
I can peep a snake any season, (Okay)
Uh,
I can tell the friends from the leaches, (Okay)
Aye,
Friends turned foe leave you speechless
Tend to care a lot that's my weakness
But I'll never spend another night over thinking
All this new shit getting to y'all head
Ima old soul you can't copy this, (Can't copy)
House party wit a little city twist
I'm in Cali this a different type of mix
Yeah,
Remake RikBandz on the mix,
Out the mix won't respond to no diss
Shoutout Zay, yeah, he produced this, (Hot)
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
We out in Cali living crazy man,
Can't imagine
Let's go