Fuck That - brokeNCYDE, Deuce

Ok we on, we on another level, tho

Wish we were gonzo but we ain’t gonna ever go

You’ve better grab a seat cause this is forever ho

This is the fuckin' life we chose, we’ll never let it go!

On the way back to the top (ohhh)

What you think I’m gonna et you take my spot (nooo)?

This is my home, this is my throne

up on your iPhone

Real shit, baby, I’ma keep it real though

Says she wanna party, I’m just tryna chill, ho

Says she drink, but she’s tryna hit that kill smoke

I got what you need, fuck what you believe!

Now fuck that, now fuck that

Now get the fuck back, I don’t trust back

Now fuck that, now fuck that

You just mad cause we bringing crunk back

I told you we were coming back:

BrokeNCYDE, no heart attack;

We never died, we only tried to get back to where we started at

Had a little trouble with the mainstream

Little bit of trouble with the old team

Try’na get back to old scheme, just me and Mikl them OG’s

These bitches try to hate but what they say and what they talk about

Ain’t nothing more than fake so let 'em hate and watch me knock em out

With a left hook and a side kick, you’re bitch is on my dick

Try’na get on that high tip, we smoke loud on that hype shit

Been rippin' shit since 98, 05 we made a myspace

BrokeNCYDE on the front page

First comes fame, then comes hate

Then comes a bunch of people making up shit

Websites filled with nothing but assumptions

I’m like fuck 'em let 'em all hate

Shoot these bullets out of my brain

Kill these lies I’m try’na maintain

But I can’t help it I am insane

I am psychotic, schizophrenic

Let’s be honest, you won’t let us

Get too far, go too hard

Your time is up this world is ours, motherfucker!

Now fuck that, now fuck that

Now get the fuck back, I don’t trust back

Now fuck that, now fuck that

You just mad cause we bringing crunk back

All these old rappers are out, this new music is in

Whats all the beef about when all you do is pretend?

You’ve better hold your breath and your lady friends

Here I come again, Russian roulette

I play the game until the end

You came straight up out of thin air

Blank stare?

Then you’ve better prepare

For a race yeah I’m already over here

Hit the breaks man I’m already first place

A mistake, yeah, but you’ll never change that

Means that I’ma be on stage

You feel that, that’s a bunch of anxiety

All mixed up with a bunch of hate

For when i got motherfuckin' betrayed

Rain, rain, never gonna go away

Bang, bang, bang, shells hitchya mayne

Dang, dang, why you mad at me

And BrokeNCYDE fuck what you think!

You should be ashamed: call the police

You’re a rat the whole hood know that

You see my face, you can’t complain

If you’re a homo, then gimme brain!

Okay, okay, okay, okay

Lets put the past away

Lets discuss things in a better manner, better way

Hey!

Things coulda been worse

But i killed this verse in, umm, two seconds

Schooled these kids brought 'em all to church

Lemme guess you’re upset and you’re feelings hurt!

Now fuck that, now fuck that

Now get the fuck back, I don’t trust back

Now fuck that, now fuck that

You just mad cause we bringing crunk back