Fiend

Yeah, late nights
I been up late, real late
And i don’t see nobody up with me
I got nouns, I got verbs
I spit dope, pick a quote
I got music for the mind
I got music for the soul
Whole city love me
So they had to put me on the road
I been cooking up some shit
I’m tryin to get it off the stove like
I got what you want
I got what you need
I got what you want
This that make you fiend
You ain’t got the recipe for this dope (no)
They fiendin for a nigga like coke (you do)
Got the whole world hanging by a rope (i do)
They praying that a nigga don’t choke (i won’t)
Ya boy got tired of being broke (i did)
So i hoped up in the studio and wrote (haha)
A whole album with the fucking outcome
Of the dopest shit that you would ever quote (you know)
You ain’t met a nigga quite like me
And the chances of you ever, not likely
I don’t take this Music shit lightly (no)
It’s the spark to my whole damn livelihood (no-oh)
Ya bitch don’t smoke well i bet she would
Once she get a piece of this PEEPS back-wood (yeah)
I had her in the cut like 'Whats really good?'
And its all because they know
I got nouns, I got verbs
I spit dope, pick a quote
I got music for the mind
I got music for the soul
Whole city love me
So they had to put me on the road
I been cooking up some shit
I’m tryin to get it off the stove like
I got what you want
I got what you need
I got what you want
This that make you fiend
All that pressure place it on me (me)
Cuz i am the one in who they believe (yeah)
That means these motherfuckers knows i do it (uh-huh)
Set the bar high i gotta poll-vault to it (ha)
But they still waiting on my light to dim
And I’m still waiting on my light to shine (neva)
Dressed in all black like the grim reaper (yeah)
We ain’t all eating, imma come for mine (ok)
Now i got what you want
And i got what you need
They used to pay no mind
And now they pay me for a stream
Sittin pretty for the record
Know you see me on the screen
We just did a couple shows
And it was packed like Swisher Sweets
I got nouns, I got verbs
I spit dope, pick a quote
I got music for the mind
I got music for the soul
Whole city love me
So they had to put me on the road
I been cooking up some shit
I’m tryin to get it off the stove like
I got what you want
I got what you need
I got what you want
This that make you fiend
I got what you need
This that make you fiend
I got what you need
This that make you fiend
This that, this that (haha)
This that make you fiend
This that make you fiend
This that make you fiend