(Little fables)
Verse 1:
You talkin’ happen like a woman never heard a word of criticism
Like I’m sc’r’d or some’ a certain notion, posted
Sidelines side bustas[?] shootin’ evil eyes thrusted
Right to my area, terrible
I’m tellin’ yo frontin’-a** wantin’ at attention, from me
You thirsty, I hit you with the third degree
I see yo hatin’ words aimed at me, ain’t that a pity?
That’s cute, like I could give a f*ck from the booth
That’s news, I never been the one to stoop down
So you clown you found a target
Applause by all means
Direct your cynicism it’s on me
And for any y’all future shortcomings, I’m sorry
Chorus:
Ha, you were tellin’ a fable about (come on)
This something I give a f*ck about (for real)
Ain’t that the cutest of ideas
That I’d give you any attention
Get outta here (that’s cute)
You were tellin’ a fable about (huh)
This something I give a f*ck about (come on)
Ain’t that the cutest of ideas
That I’d give you any attention
Get outta here (peace)
Verse 2:
Don’t be insecure, it ain’t [?] me seein’ you
Bein’ too caught up in the hype so I’d advise you to
Baby do your own, don’t compete with the original run[?]
I have no problems sharing sh*t when I’m done
That’ll be when you’re ready to catch on and match me
That’s what your hating become
It’s another way to block off tunnel vision, shortsighted, misstopping
Funnel all your haterism while I’m knockin’ socks off
Stop talkin’ big game, I’ma keep my sexy on
I don’t want a big name, I just wanna make these songs
Why are you so frontin’? I’m guessin’ your [?] still is on quicksand
Well I wouldn’t know, I don’t listen
Chorus:
Ha, you were tellin’ a fable about (come on)
This something I give a f*ck about (for real)
Ain’t that the cutest of ideas
That I’d give you any attention
Get outta here (that’s cute)
You were tellin’ a fable about (huh)
This something I give a f*ck about (come on)
Ain’t that the cutest of ideas
That I’d give you any attention
Get outta here (peace)
Verse 3:
You got nada on Hope, mama is callin’
Go on time for you to get yo a** home
Bitter ‘cause the throne set in somebody’s opponent it’s not you
Mothaf*ckas couldn’t even be like me with a costume
One, figure up deuce loose, f*ck all the skeptics
There ain’t no halfway truths use to narcoleptics
Sleepin’ on the beacon of light leavin’ your cornea
Goodbye, you’ll never see me, that’s a fable [?]
Fascinate but callin’ the masses gassed up
As I wave through foggy glass and I pass yo a** up, what up?
I’m ready, willing and able to let you vilify
All I did was kick a rhyme and lit that a** on fire
Chorus:
Ha, you were tellin’ a fable about (come on)
This something I give a f*ck about (for real)
Ain’t that the cutest of ideas
That I’d give you any attention
Get outta here (that’s cute)
You were tellin’ a fable about (huh)
This something I give a f*ck about (come on)
Ain’t that the cutest of ideas
That I’d give you any attention
Get outta here (peace)