BUSTA - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Busta ass niggas come back it up

Busta ass niggas don't get hit up

Nigga what you thinking

My clique just start to breaking

Busta ass niggas come back it up

Yeah, yeah

This the type of shit that make you vibe to it

When you outside with your niggas, with a bottle full of Henny and a blunt getting high to it

Shit if I do it

Like cut, cut

Baby girl show me how you move that big butt

But not if you don't want to, but if you want to get comfortable and babygirl

Let me slut you out

Take you down to the house for a couple rounds

And anybody try you I got a couple rounds

I been pulled by ways

I can't come back to be safe

I don't have any faith

I been looking for medication to pull me through

I don't know what else to do

I leave my sneakers on loose

And niggas just step on my laces

I been tripping towards my downfall

And I been tripping towards my downfall, downfall

Ay yo

Hate my hair, went bald, now my hair tight

Hate myself love you, it's a shame right

Where my friends at when I need some insight

Wouldn't even tell me no when I did drugs

Wouldn't even tell me yes when I need hugs

Where the big hoes at need my dick sucked

Do the most say the most you know they hate us

New rappers is ass you know they ain't us

Go to hell bringing hell in my brothers truck

With Adrian bitch you know I'm mobbed up

With Malcolm bitch you know I'm mobbed up

With Akira bitch you know that I'm mobbed up

With Akira shit you know that I'm mobbed up

Tryna act like me but they ain't us

But they hate up

But they ain't us

Tryna act like me but they hate us