MPH OCTOBERSFULLMOON

[Chorus]
Yeah, you stuck up, gettin' mad
I can't really fuck with 'em, they switched up real fast (Yeah, real fast)
Yeah, yeah, real fast
Steppin' on the pedal and that bitch go real fast (Real fast, skrrt)
Uh, uh, uh, got steel mags
Heard you got extensions, did you pay with real cash
Huh, huh, uh, he mad
Say you got a TEC, well show me where that shi' blast, yeah

[Verse 1]
Please catch up with the times
Don't know what you sayin', that's not me, like, boy, you lyin'
Thought you knew my dog dyin'
Been here on the road, I'd give a fuck about a line, yeah
Yeah, you said the vеrse was ass
What the hell you talkin' 'bout? Just askеd you for the tag
Uh, and life is real sad
I gave you that apology, you still real mad (Real mad)
And this life ain't fake
Rap shit be confusin', you just gotta have some pati'
Uh, they thought they had me in a grave
Call my shit ass, I'm pushin' P, do not do no A (Nah)
And the test got aced
I've got several options, one-by-one they get replaced
Boy, come say it to my face
Give a fuck about you, bodybags will be exchanged