Alex Wiley - Nothing to Me Lyrics
(feat. Monster Mike & Jean Deaux)[Hook: Jean Annotate Deaux]Tired of *****in' aroundThey know its nothing to meNiggas is going insaneCause they know they ain't *****in' wit me[Alex Wiley]Big gats in the back of the rideBig stacks for the rap cause I'm out hereNiggas know that they foop in the back of they mindCause its time right now I'mma capitalizeThese old niggas mad huh?You still ain't know you jagged huh?Mad cause I'm swagged up,You just sat there til you got passed upMuh*****a who hot as me?Prodical prodigy, ***** ain't no stoppin' me[Hook][Monster Mike]I can't stunt I'mma sad dudeIf someone took your favorite shit from you, you'd be sad tooIt's crazy I been *****in with this shit fot the past 5But I ain't tryna die and shit, I'm not about that lifeAt least I got rap right? Ain't never been just MikeCause when I rhyme the words on these lil beats it be just rightI'm finna save the world but if I can't then the hoods fineAnd niggas hate on me cause they don't know what they look likeIf you don't really care you gotta ***** wit meCause we got that in common, that won't change til I'm in coffinEven then it probably wouldn't, other stuff doesIon know, if you like I rap goodThen you will probably catch this referenceI been flexin on my good and shitMonster Mike the optimist, dipped got on that harden shitStill ain't saved a ***** since I found out how that shit always endsPlus ya mans needs all his ends so if you see me with a broadI promise I'm not with the broas I swear she could do all my friendsSome of 'em did some of 'em, a few of em did all of themIf you took offense well my bad *****, I just be talking shitThat's when they get to stuntin', but its nothingWell its something, cause its funny, I be chucklingLooking at them like the Rock and shitBut ***** them baby, they ain't got it like thisLet me see your phone, I'm tryna lock me inYou supa raw, I'm eating andI'm probably dude you leaving withI'm kinda cool, but I'm real real hot***** wit me now, cause on the real I'll be goneStill stealing bics, then slam the *****Then pass the *****, cause my name is AhmadYou know my hands be active and I'm beatin that shit in every sinceI tweaked on my lil fingers cause they asking and I feel that shitI think there's different kinds of painJust like there's different kinds of stainsJust like there's different kinds of gangsBut my shit I put on my faceI'm bout that life, niggas hateBut them niggas crazy, they don't rap like MikeI wonder how cold I'm finna end up since I write all the timeI wonder if my crib's on Clark & Lake since I got all the linesI wonder if I'll ever have a kid, yo ***** ain't all of mine[Monster Mike & Alex Wiley]That's what I like to get intoHittin' stains, finna make us hit youWe don't give a ***** bout shit dudeCame outta that E-ClassMy shit ain't no rentalThat's that whip that I get intoCan't drive, I hope I don't hit youStill don't give no ***** bout shit dudeCame outta that G5My shit ain't no rental
