Rick Rubin (M.G.M) Lyrics

8:30,sun setting

Sky pink like Camron's mink coat

Sliding down the interstate

Movin for them C-notes

Shawty know I'm honorable

Yea like I'm C Note

I'm gon speak my mind

She gon throw it

That's how shit go

Do my lil bop on the track, like calypso

I could do my thing w/o a sponsor

Yea fah shit sho

Promise you that I'm gon get a check

That's my M.O

Man Fuck is Niggas sayin to me

Searching for the sound and one day

This shit jus came to me

I did what was needed

And I stuck it out so faithfully

I ain't never ever had to beg

Would you look at that, she tasting me

Making good music

Yea This shit sound like the greats to me

Real deal

Tell the truth, I don't trust Niggas

Can't fuck w em

Picked a side and now u stuck w em

All of us got choices we could make

Hope u live w yours

Doin 85 around the bend

I'm finna kiss the curb

All these niggas lying in they raps

It's getting on my nerves

I knew I could do it

But til then, had to watch, observe

I could set this whole shit in motion w jus one call

Really gotta boom on the Suckas

Playing spikeball

Winner takes all

Tell you now I am not losing

It ain't shit I even gotta say before she get

To choosing

Black jeans, beat my pockets blue

Jus look like I'm bruising

I'm in charge of shit behind the board

Like I'm Rick Rubin nigga

Like I'm Rick Rubin

That's why she keep choosing nigga

I don't know what to do with niggas

I don't want shit to do with Niggas

But I ain't got shit to do with Niggas