Skurtt lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, aw
Yeah, ayy, aw
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Get used to me

[Chorus]
Yeah
They said a n*gga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me
(Look at me, oh)
I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets
(I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] n*gga like me)
You was the man back in high school, n*gga
(Man back in high school, what really happened to you?)
I'm in my foreign skrrting by you n*ggas (Skrrt)

They said a n*gga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me
(Look at me, oh)
I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets
(I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] n*gga like me)
You was the man back in high school, n*gga
(You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?)
I'm in my foreign skrrting by you n*ggas (Skrr)

[Verse 1]
Look
I'm tired of n*ggas talkin' down
b*tches actin' like I ain't around (Yeah, yeah)
[?] on that bullsh*t
All that fake buddy-buddy in my face, we ain't cool b*tch
I thought you knew this
You talked down on the wrong n*gga
Everybody got they hands out now
I'm ten toes down
I swear you n*ggas steppin' outta bounds
Is it 'cause a n*gga stand out now?
My grandma warned me 'bout you fake ass n*ggas
My brother warned me 'bout hoe ass b*tches
Your pus*y dirty and you want my riches
f*ck b*tch, no
Everybody got some to say
When nobody wanna help out
Man they mad 'cause a n*gga on
Man they mad 'cause I'm puttin' on
I wish you goofy leave a n*gga alone
I'm about to break this f*ckin' phone
When you get money they get mad, they gon' treat you wrong
[?]
Same story with a different song
f*ck no, you can't get along
I'm in my foreign with a bad b*tch
You just mad you can't have it
They used to clown 'cause a n*gga fat
Now I'm hoppin' out the Porsche, would you look at that
[Chorus]
They said a n*gga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me
(Look at me, oh)
I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets
(I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] n*gga like me)
You was the man back in high school, n*gga
(Man back in high school, what really happened to you?)
I'm in my foreign skrrting by you n*ggas (Skrrt)

They said a n*gga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me
(Look at me, oh)
I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets
(I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] n*gga like me)
You was the man back in high school, n*gga
(You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?)
I'm in my foreign skrrting by you n*ggas (Skrr)

[Verse 2]
Real n*gga sh*t, I'm gettin' rich
Could give a damn 'bout a n*gga b*tch
Could give a damn I want the money, n*gga
I got kids and they hungry, n*gga
I'm gettin' money ain't this lovely, n*gga
f*ck chillin' with a broke b*tch
I'm in a bed full of money, n*gga
And get a girl that gon' hustle with you
She can shake it, she gon' love you, n*gga
Hold it down like no other n*gga, n*gga
Break bread, she gon' get it with you
You want some head, she gon' give it to you
Hold it down like the releast, n*gga
Back then like my dawg Mike Jones
Now these hoes wanna call my phone
I rock nice clothes
Now a n*gga sell out shows
Now they see that T-Rell on
They told me leave this rap sh*t alone
But I proved all them b*tch n*ggas wrong
I'm a king, n*gga where my throne?
Top city n*gga that's my home
Beatin' on my chest, King Kong
785 we on
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm in my Porsche with a bad b*tch
You just mad you can't have it
They used to clown 'cause a n*gga fat
I'm the Porsche laid back, would you look at that
[Chorus]
They said a n*gga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me
(Said I wouldn't make it)
I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (Oh)
You was the man back in high school, n*gga
(You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?)
I'm in my foreign skrrting by you n*ggas (Skrrt)

They said a n*gga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me
(Said I wouldn't make it)
I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (Oh)
You was the man back in high school, n*gga
(You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?)
I'm in my foreign skrrting by you n*ggas (Skrrt)