Kur - Menace II Society lyrics

I'm with niggas that don't think twice
Blue dolphins, pink sprite
These bitches wasn't raised right
These niggas want that fake ice
In the morning with the grayed rice
Really out here on the late nights
Half these rappers they gon' rap about
Niggas don't know what that taste like
I knew one day I would fuck that bitch
Now my chance, ain't even think twice
Feel annoyed I'm at the red light
All I see is blowing red lights
Head right I'll be there every night
Pussy good but I'll never wife
Come and shop nigga come and shop
Thought you'd get it for a better price
Ask Kane nigga what you thought
Broad day nigga what you thought
With these bitches, I don't pillow talk
Got them pounds well nigga send 'em off
Lighting candles back and in the dark


Niggas never thought I'd get this far
Needed help they used to ig my calls

Feel like OJ in the Bronco homie
I ain't fighting, got the chopper on me
I got groupies tryna pop up on me
Need a check and I'm still not performing
In the streets when I'm not recording
Sold a half it was in the morning
You get blasted tryna run up on me
Niggas thought that they had runned up on me
Tables turned now I'm up in Barney's
I got bitches down out in Upper Darby
Fifteens got me feeling nauseous
Bitches play me now they feeling salty
Niggas looking like they feeling froggy
Hollow tips will make up get up off me
Yea I'm stowed, I then been lost it
Been fucked her, been off her
Fives and Tens in my Tim boxer
Pressing one whenever Don call me
This a chance to tell my mom sorry
She seen a nigga buying dimes off me
Man that bitch ain't get it done for me
I know he'll die for me
Tell your boyfriend he can grind for me
I see they tryna take my style from me
With my man and he got two '30s
High as shit and he on 230s
Feeling good like a hard ball
When G baby got his new Jersey
God damn, these bitches too thirsty
2012 me and Coop serving
Got me spazzing on these fucking bars
Man I'm feeling like a new person

We gon' get by (yeah yeah)
Like we always do bagging up dimes
Like we always do
You getting high (yeah yeah)
Like we always do they telling lies
Like they always do

We gon' get by (yeah yeah)
Like we always do bagging up dimes
Like we always do
You getting high (yeah yeah)
Like we always do they telling lies
Like they always do

I know these dudes lurking
I feel like cash dead
Back in 02 this that full surface
My timing is too perfect
Stylin from too dirty
You think I'm in line to be too nervous
You fronting some pounds so
My crew burnt 'em
Niggas saving up for crown fix
Niggas wake, I wanna down shit
Back and shake up on some brown shit
Rest In Peace my nigga Reem
I remember we was taking out of town trips
Member chilling in the spot or talking
Bout designer couldn't even 'nounce it
On a trip when you said
Fuck it and grabbed 'em
On a trip when you dem bitches I bagged them
Wanna see me try that bitch in her attic
I then layed up smoking kush in em phantoms
Texting bitches
Tell em "Come to the Valley"
Used to serve my plate
It's right in my alley
Trap house full of niggas that
I can tell that all these
Niggas don't like me
Sitting down I'm busting traps in my Nike's

Smoking on these woods
I be right over the road wearing Poland's
I got homies that I been with since diapers
I'm just stressing having convos with life


We gon' get by (yeah yeah)
Like we always do bagging up dimes
Like we always do
You getting high (yeah yeah)
Like we always do they telling lies
Like they always do

We gon' get by (yeah yeah)
Like we always do bagging up dimes
Like we always do
You getting high (yeah yeah)
Like we always do they telling lies
Like they always do