bigtimerush - Intellectual

[Chorus]

We throwin bands up, bands up

They throwin hands up, hands up

Lil bitch, I grew up, manned up

Don't fuck with snakes, you a cancer

I said I hate you, back up

I said I "hate", then it's bad blood

Knew you was fake, get no picture

Callin' bout money, I'll hit ya

I see a risk, know that's been took

Said I'll go up, but it's been time

I know it's time for the big time

Said you was there, why you lyin'

Do-don't fuck with her she a big lie

Tears in your face, please stop crying

In year 8, I'd speak odd

Used to wanna be gone

I'm the one they'd steal off

Used to hate my teacher

Now I bossed up, big, strong

Pockets fat, I'm big dog

Was the youngest, hell yah

Out the way, don't get lost

Pave my own way, get off

I might cut my hair off

(Oh yea)

Tryna be me, hell no

Be yourself, you a damn clone

[Verse]

You're gonna make it, I promise you that, lil bro (Niggas ain't steppin' so niggas ain't wit' it)

So don't be sad

Cut off the fake ones, they not in my life no more

That ain't so bad

Yea, I gotta think back

Hyeah, think about what we had

I gotta think about coming in first

Won't think about going in last

(Not goin out sad)

(…what you have done)

(Yeah)

(kick)

(That ain't so bad)

(Yeah, kick)