Текст песни I was fried making this - $amaad

I still pour up syrup with the gang
I know niggas lame
I know all these lil bitches lame
I pop this one I just feel like dancing like im michael Jackson
I turned on a beat and got a feeling I just feel like rapping
Let's go get some money
Bitch tell me you love me
They told me I was crazy
No I just keep it 100
Let's go
Let's go get this money
Let's go get this money
Let's go get this money

This must be the bitch made Sean wanna end his life
She don't like how I respond, what is in his sprite?
My ex bitch wanna move on, go ahead bitch bye
This shit I'm smoking so strong you know this smoke getting in my eyes
I'm going up so damn much this shit got the bitch don't feel like a prize
Bitch lookin at me like a opp
I'm seeing this shit in her eye
I'm beating the shit out her back I'm fucking this bitch until she cry
Took my heart & broke it
I gotta focus
This shit dry
As you can hear I'm fried
As you could see I'm fried
Nigga don't slide on nothing training day that nigga would die
I wake up not feeling the same today nigga you gone know
Everytime I'm dropping drama up the fucking sco'

I take the money & feed niggas
Who is these niggas, I don't need niggas
They tried to turn me to sum im not but im me nigga
You the one thought i was sum im not
What you really wanna be lil bitch
If you could make another me lil bitch
Try to make another me

I'm rapping im doing my drugs that's how that be
Favorite song i walked on "C'est La Vie"
These hoes want "Rich Hugs" that's how that be
Listen to what I'm saying that's the key

Woke up i said fuck it I'm finna freestyle
Akachi made the muthafuckin beat so you know the beat wild
Bitch im sippin lean on lean on lean until im senile
I keep fuckin up link on link on link on link on
Sipping on syrup
Pink on Pink
On Pink
On Pink

Why is you asking me ion know lil bitch go think
Why am i smelling yo pussy bitch this pussy stink
Why wouldn't you play with a rookie? Why would i let you cook me?
You ain't even got 5 bands, why would i let you book me
I'm off the drank & the xan
I threw a perc in the drank
I hope she ain't got no man
I'm tryna fuck her today
I hope niggas got they plan
I picked a upper today
Fuck this pai this shit just stained my cup

I still pour up syrup with the gang
I know niggas lame
I know all these lil bitches lame
100 songs 1 session they gone compare a nigga to Wayne
I turned on a beat and got a feeling I just feel like rapping
Let's go get some money
Bitch tell me you love me
They told me I was crazy
No I just keep it 100
Let's go
Let's go get this money
Let's go get this money
Let's go get this money

This must be the bitch made Sean wanna end his life
She don't like how I respond, what is in his sprite?
My ex bitch wanna move on, go ahead bitch bye
This shit I'm smoking so strong you know this smoke getting in my eyes