Pusha T Lyrics

Man, what the fuck, man

She got me paranoid

I really don't know who fucks with me and who fucks with me or not, you know what I'm saying

Like, I can't trust motherfuckers, man

Shit got me paranoid

I've been hated on, and I've been shitted on

Can't we just get along? I'd hate to kill you off

That's the path they pushing me. I'm a psychopathic Pusha T

On the mic, I'm mashin' Mush mouthes better back up and book from me

Before I turn this to a murder scene. Investigators tryna search for me

Keep a 30-piece for these pussy boys who wanna murder me

Most certainly. I be serving fiends. I'll beat your ass

Got a need for cash so urgently. No, don't even ask

Unless you need a bag. I'm Perkinese. This a burglary

What you thought this was? Cooking all this crack, they done caught a buzz

Woo! Should've caught the bus

That's the only way you can follow up. We don't squabble up

We shoot it out till the sun's down

And we celebrate like a touchdown. We keep chopsticks for the Kung Pow

Bitch, I'm Kung Lao. Throwing head shots

Yoppa on me with its nuts out

Used to care, but I don't give a fuck now

Tryna blind the world with a bust down

She wanna fuck now

Shorty had a chance, but she lucked out

I'm so sick, I could put the world back on lockdown

If you try to run, that's a cop-out. You get shot down

Like them UFOs, the government don't wanna talk about

It's whatever. They tryna take over. I'm pulling the Slavic out!

We pulling a poppin' out. What's poppin' now

We pulling a poppin' out. What's poppin' now

I been hated on. And I been shitted on

Can't we just get along

I'd hate to kill you off, but that's the path they pushin' me

I'm a psychopathic Pusha T

On the mic, I'm Mashin' Mush mouths better back up and book from me

Before I turn this to a murder scene

Investigators tryna search for me

Keep a 30-piece for these pussy boys who wanna murder me

Most certainly. I be serving fiends. I'll beat your ass

Got a need for cash so urgently

No, don't even ask. Unless you need a bag

I'm Perkinese. This a burglary

Big Goddo back and he brought a mac

Don't make him mad. That's when shit gets bad

Just know I'm in my bag i go tit for tat

We wippin' ass and clickin' gat's

I'm flippin' and wippin' and rippin' and tippin' and pippin'

When grippin' a bat. Give it a slap

We knockin' shit out of the park

After dark, I turn into Jake Lockley

This for anyone thinkin' they may rob me

Just know the 40 fat in the K stocky

You can't stop me

The bullets I put in this bitch can take Rocky

I don't play hockey

But this stick? Shit made me proudly

Shit anyways. All that shit I take, I can make plays off it

See that curb? I'll bounce your fuckin' face off it

Leave you lookin' like you ate concrete

Tch. Shit, man

My heart darker than Akon

Throw the bass on before I take off

I'm the boss of this rap shit

You get laid off in a pay cut

Now appreciate what I've done for you and pay up

Don't say nothin' or else you get slayed, cuh

I'm Wesley Snipes with a blade, bruh

Cause I been, I been hatin' on

And I been shitted on

Can't we just get along

I'd hate to kill you off, but that's the path they pushin' me

I'm a psychopathic Pusha T

On the mic, I'm mashin' mush mouths

Better back up and book from me

Before I turn this to a murder scene

Investigators tryin' to search for me

Keep a 30-piece for these pussy boys who wanna murder me

Most certainly

I be servin' fiends

I'll beat your ass

Got a need for cash so urgently

No, don't even ask

Unless you need a bag

I'm Perkinese