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Lyrify.me

Bullshit by Aqualeo Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2013

[Hook: Acie High]
I'm nothing like what you think (You think)
Fuck what you think (You think)
Don't give a motherfuck what you think (You think)
And that's for real I, I do think
I'm nothing like what you think (You think)
Fuck what you think (You think)
Don't give a motherfuck what you think (You think)
And that's for real I, I do think

Cause the world's on bullshit, (Real life bullshit)
Straight up bullshit (Straight up bullshit)
Love that bullshit (Love that bullshit)
But I don't do bullshit (But I don't do bullshit)
The worlds on bullshit, (Real like bullshit)
Straight up bullshit (Straight up bullshit)
Love that bullshit, and if you think that I do bullshit
That's bullshit!

[Verse 1: Acie High]
Repeat after me, (Repeat after me)
I don't fraud, (I don't do fraud)
I don't do weak, (I don't do weak)
Pull a whole nigga car (Pull a whole nigga car)
Straight up real talk, (Straight up real talk)
Niggas be running they mouth, (The running they mouth)
Quick to rat a g out, (to rat a g out)
When the real folk run in they house (When the real folk run in they house)
Damn my nigga you a geek, Alright you got J's on feet
Spent your whole pay that week
To be like everybody else in the street
You don't wanna be safe, you don't want to just say
You want to just slave
And let the white man dig you a grave, (White man dig you a grave)
Smoke that kush and pass the checks, Smoke that kush and pass the checks
I don't know what it is about the hood, but a nigga love that ratchedness
You know Ashley she 'do's it raw, trashy, stupid broad
Get mashed in cookie jars
Just nasty, dookie drawers
See I pull up on her, get up on her, then I'm off
Cuz cuffing, I don't do for sure
I'm like 50 50 in the field with my skills, never really off
I be like 2 for 4
Don't trip on foolish hoes
Lay your trap and fool a ho
And don't trip, I'll school you bro
Don't let the play raps fool you bro
[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Priceless]
I don't politic with none of these niggas
Just drop knowledge and stunt on these niggas
If I start to fall and can't run with these niggas
Imma start having problems with some of these niggas
That's why I keep on mashing, he goes past em
Seek no companion, need no compassion
Don't stop for dumb shit, am not on bum shit
Come around me with that, you'll go numb quick
Knocked out, flopped out, from just one fist
One hit, one gets stole up from stitch
One snitch, slums get run and guns lit
Some dip, some flip cuz those slugs rip
I keep my nose clean, keep em posing
To keep my shows mean and keep from posing
Since real niggas seem to grow weak from the boasting
I had to grab a microphone and speak on those things

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Trizz]
Look, I be wide and fucked up
My lust's up, suicidal thoughts, my blood pumps
The blood rush (yeah)
Through my veins, I'm so stuck
My soul just crumble and crushed up, this stuff sucks
Unjust, I like to handle the pressure by giving lessons through the music
Whenever I feel it's never gonna end forever
This shit is causing me to get a machete and sever
Niggas and bitches can get it, I'm with it, whatever
They don't understand my anger, it's timeless (nah)
Serial killing, this thing has got me excited
Horny and killing these bitches pussy with my dick
Inside it while they bleeding, whining, getting it violent
Riding, all my adversary niggas is hiding
I go out seeking and when I reach this bitch [?]
Knifing, all up in this, guess whose nigga is dying (yea, yea)
Grab a body cuz I be about it no lying
[Hook]