Selah the Corner, Bizzle - Cliche lyrics

It goes down when it goes up
You and Him ain't never pay the same
You and him ain't never go Dutch
Netherlands never never never land y'all
Ain't never grow up
I'm fitter than a fiddle all that monkey
In the middle betta slow up
I'm the riding through my city
Everybody coming with me Ima be
There in a jiffy
All I hear is murda murda murda but you
Never murda nothin nothin
Ever gettin murdered
All I hear is burna burna burna but ya homey
Only got it you ain't never got the burner
Talkin bout you be up in
The garden but your people
Never planted you ain't never got the turn up
I done seen it all
And I can see the writing on
The wall good God oh Lord

Y’all ain't never nothing but a replay
Yea I heard it all before man y’all
Ain't saying nothing but a cliché
Tell me again who the best huh?
I’m all ears, I’m all ears
That ain't nothing but a cliché

914 til the door close
I take it the bank that
The team will never forclose
You be on that shoulda woulda couldie
You a killa but you prolly wear
The flannel with the footie
Pushin 50 but you lookin like
You banging with the hoodie
You a youngin at the heart you
A oldie but a goodie right?
No no, tell rap say "Hi!" to the other guy
I tell my youngin with the onion that the
Grass ain't green on the other side
And love ain't never blind when you
Lookin at the tears that a mother
Cry, Everybody wanna pull it
But don't nobody ever wanna bite
The bullet good Lord, oh Lord

Y’all ain't never nothing but a replay
Yea I heard it all before man y’all
Ain't saying nothing but a cliché
Tell me again who the best huh?
I’m all ears, I’m all ears
That ain't nothing but a cliché

Slumming and drugging and money on
Money on money becoming
The women you getting the ladies be loving
The way you be stunting
Your haters be fronting
Your killers is gunning your enemies running
The police is hunting, the prison is coming

So you wanna be the bad guy huh?
Oh, I get it now your Scarface
And that’s fly til the
Shell hit your backside
Now your Donatello what a heartbreak
Say you going hard for your set boy
Yea til they put them choppers in
The air like a car chase
I’ll pull every card in your deck boy
You don’t really wanna die between a
Rock and a hard place
So quit your monkeying around stop
Playing with the fire
Rock with me and I’m aiming
It like David and Goliath
I remember back when Ye had to
Say it through the wire
Man I pray I never change be
The same when I retire uh
Go hard or go home uh
You roll with God or you don’t roll uh
And I ain't got enough room
In the whip for you
I ain't got enough gas make
Another trip for you yah!

Oh Lord
Y’all ain't never nothing but a replay
Yea I heard it all before man y’all
Ain't saying nothing but a cliché
Tell me again who the best huh?
I’m all ears, I’m all ears
That ain't nothing but a cliché yadah, yadah