Intro by Kruttz Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You motherfuckers think I’m bad just for the last thing I did
However, you guys act like kids listening to that new trashy shit
These faggots don’t know what the fuck is goin’ on
These critics thought that my last EP was so bad they wanted me gone
I hate workin’ near dawn, but me and my homie Shawn have shit to do
Have a psychopath screwin’ a knife into your face, loser
I just think it’s funny how all these new faggots get so much money
While everybody thinks I’m a joke because they know I’m broke
I wish I had a new home. I hate seein’ people say what are those
These fucking corny ass things will always be kings
Just with this shit, it is what it is now
Shout out to my homies Rakan & Slim
Because without them I wouldn’t be in this business
You should probably listen to this album all the way to the last track
Because then those critics will be in “the past”
People don’t wanna hear my life story. Then why did you ask?
[Bridge 1]
Ayo, I remember my first rap went like
“I just got in a car crash, now I got stashes of cash. Splash into a pool of money, honey I think I’m lucky! Spike like to be in fights, that’s somethin’ I might do. Make my face blue by chokin’ me and I’ll mess up your face like glue, white knight.” People be askin’ me how much I’m spendin’ on an intro. Man I don’t know. All I know is that I’m tryin’ to rhyme for life
[Verse 2]
How much money is this guy spendin’ on an intro?
You know, I just did this song like a week ago
Success is certain, don’t close the curtains
‘Cause when they close, I won’t be able to give you all this shit I know
Tryin’ to book different flights, drivin’ in different lanes
Flyin’ in a bunch of planes, tryin’ to make sure I ain’t late
For my tour or else I will be no more
Endin’ up in cities with different bitches and different whores
There is way too much that I’m workin’ for
All I really know is that I’m tryin’ to rhyme for life
Everybody knows that I ain’t the type of guy
That is super good at writtin’ amazing lines
Everytime at the airport I end up in the same line
Of gay asses and rich motherfuckers who like to lie
Time and time and time I know I’m gonna be fine
So I’m just gonna sit back and rap and make tonight my time to shine
[Bridge 2]
Again Imma ask this question one more time
How much money is this guy spendin’ on an intro?
You know, I just did this song like a week ago
Success is certain, don’t close the curtains
‘Cause when they close, I won’t be able to give you all this shit I know
Yeah. Yeah. How much is this guy spendin’ on an intro?
You motherfuckers think I’m bad just for the last thing I did
However, you guys act like kids listening to that new trashy shit
These faggots don’t know what the fuck is goin’ on
These critics thought that my last EP was so bad they wanted me gone
I hate workin’ near dawn, but me and my homie Shawn have shit to do
Have a psychopath screwin’ a knife into your face, loser
I just think it’s funny how all these new faggots get so much money
While everybody thinks I’m a joke because they know I’m broke
I wish I had a new home. I hate seein’ people say what are those
These fucking corny ass things will always be kings
Just with this shit, it is what it is now
Shout out to my homies Rakan & Slim
Because without them I wouldn’t be in this business
You should probably listen to this album all the way to the last track
Because then those critics will be in “the past”
People don’t wanna hear my life story. Then why did you ask?
[Bridge 1]
Ayo, I remember my first rap went like
“I just got in a car crash, now I got stashes of cash. Splash into a pool of money, honey I think I’m lucky! Spike like to be in fights, that’s somethin’ I might do. Make my face blue by chokin’ me and I’ll mess up your face like glue, white knight.” People be askin’ me how much I’m spendin’ on an intro. Man I don’t know. All I know is that I’m tryin’ to rhyme for life
[Verse 2]
How much money is this guy spendin’ on an intro?
You know, I just did this song like a week ago
Success is certain, don’t close the curtains
‘Cause when they close, I won’t be able to give you all this shit I know
Tryin’ to book different flights, drivin’ in different lanes
Flyin’ in a bunch of planes, tryin’ to make sure I ain’t late
For my tour or else I will be no more
Endin’ up in cities with different bitches and different whores
There is way too much that I’m workin’ for
All I really know is that I’m tryin’ to rhyme for life
Everybody knows that I ain’t the type of guy
That is super good at writtin’ amazing lines
Everytime at the airport I end up in the same line
Of gay asses and rich motherfuckers who like to lie
Time and time and time I know I’m gonna be fine
So I’m just gonna sit back and rap and make tonight my time to shine
[Bridge 2]
Again Imma ask this question one more time
How much money is this guy spendin’ on an intro?
You know, I just did this song like a week ago
Success is certain, don’t close the curtains
‘Cause when they close, I won’t be able to give you all this shit I know
Yeah. Yeah. How much is this guy spendin’ on an intro?