Fuck A Major Label* Key Glock

[Lyrics From Snippet]

[Intro]
(Band)…
…
(Mike Mixer is in the Building)
(Let The Band Play)

[Chorus]
I was born to get this paper (Yeah)
And if a nigga play, I guarantee you meet his maker (Yeah)
You know I play for keeps, and I say “time I play with paper” (Bitch) (Yeah)
Please don’t play with me, I turn yo’ brains to mashed potatoes (Ah)
Put yo’ brains all on the table (Ho)
I’m a Smooth Operator (Yeah)
Made some M’s, Independent, Fuck A Major Label (Yeah)
(Made Some M’s, Independent, Fuck A Major Label, Yeah)

[Verse 1]
…and these rap niggas ain’t shit to me
When fuckin’ with my label
Got that diamond (?) already, and it cost likе twenty acres
And I just went coppеd that Richard Millie, and that bitch cost a lamb
Yeah, my money up they like (?) “Are you in shape?”
I’m like how is that? My pockets overweight
Yeah, bitch I’m cutthroat, I do not fuck around with snakes
I won’t do shit behind yo’ back, it’s in yo’ face (Yeah)
I stand my ground, kill one of you clowns and beat the case (Yeah)
Yeah, Yeah, bitch I'm straight off the block, you can’t relate (Yeah)
Yeah, bitch I’m go and get this guap till I turn gray (Yeah)
Yeah, bitch I’mma go and get this guap untill my very last day (Yeah)