CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : scru cypher 2
Welcome to the matrix
To the matrix
Oh my god Scruff
I love you Scruff
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
You keep asking, I'm just telling
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
I can tell that you're fake
W-w-with my gang
I pull up [?]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-choppa wanna sing
Give it the mic and let it sing
Hennessee on my ring
Wanna be like [?] but you not gay
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running at the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No I wanted you to say
I can tell that you're fake
You said you want me to stay
I don't need you anyway
Cut the bullsh*t
b*t*h don't tell me anything
Got the notes in the back that I sent you every day
Like when you wanted me to stay
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running at the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
Know I wanted you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
I was trying everything I can to just make you mine
Yeah, my body don't feel well I'm thinking 'bout suicide
Yeah, you hate me, but I know you love me
I'm with Scruff & c4pri
Yeah, lil b*t*h we going crazy (Do I love you? Maybe)
Keep my bands locked in the safe
I told that b*t*h that it's too late
Taking blunts to the face
Let that b*t*h still eat off my plate
Poured me up some wock and sh*t
I told her get away
You know I've been losing sleep
Smoking dope everyday, yeah
2021 and I'll be getting through this break
I'm not gonna keep talking to you
If you keep playing games, yeah
I don't really care about her
But she is my bae yeah
And I tried it all
And don't know when I'm f**king up
I keep replying, calling me
I'ma run it up
I got my racks on me
Pockets boutta bust
Say you this, say you that
I don't give a f**k
Calls anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running at the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
Know I wanted you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix
My city and state never ever seen this
On the futon, I'ma give her that p*n*s, p*n*s
p*n*s
When this sh*t's done, I'ma fill up arenas
Ooh, like Gilbert Arenas
Shoot my shot, I'm still with the demons, ooh
Schwefel in this b*t*h rolling zaza
f**k 'round us, boy I'm gon drop ya'
You know we running these racks ain't no sweat
Sending the hunnids and f**king yo' b*t*h
Po' me the line and I'm walking yo' b*t*h
I'm a rockstar we stay making hits
Diamonds on my chain
I can't find out where I lay
Not today
Thought we'd let it spray, yeah
You can hit it on my line
I ain't down to call
Not today, yeah
Thought we'd let it spray
Homerun I'ma knock it out the park
I can feel it in my heart
See it on the charts, oh
I keep the heater inside of the rover
Like I was a soldier
If I could've told ya'
Hit it from the back if you know what's up
I got the Glock and I pull up on your block
I just wanted you to stay
But you love to play these games
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11's, Glocks, and nines
And all these pu**y n words hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
(This is XXXTENTACION, and you are listening to Kairi)
I can't be your father
I don't want to call back
While we always playing
I was sipping on this cognac
Tell me where I'm wrong at
Push up in a Hellcat
Won't be here for long yeah
And I know you felt that
I-I-I can tell that you're fake
b*t*h I see you f**king hating, you ain't changing
Pull up with a switchblade
You so b*t*hmade
Glock 17, take his head off when I let it spray
And they don't know what to say
And they don't know how to a-a-act
Posted up with Scruff you better run this back
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
You keep asking, I'm just telling
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
I can tell that you're fake
To the matrix
Oh my god Scruff
I love you Scruff
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
You keep asking, I'm just telling
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
I can tell that you're fake
W-w-with my gang
I pull up [?]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-choppa wanna sing
Give it the mic and let it sing
Hennessee on my ring
Wanna be like [?] but you not gay
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running at the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No I wanted you to say
I can tell that you're fake
You said you want me to stay
I don't need you anyway
Cut the bullsh*t
b*t*h don't tell me anything
Got the notes in the back that I sent you every day
Like when you wanted me to stay
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running at the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
Know I wanted you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
I was trying everything I can to just make you mine
Yeah, my body don't feel well I'm thinking 'bout suicide
Yeah, you hate me, but I know you love me
I'm with Scruff & c4pri
Yeah, lil b*t*h we going crazy (Do I love you? Maybe)
Keep my bands locked in the safe
I told that b*t*h that it's too late
Taking blunts to the face
Let that b*t*h still eat off my plate
Poured me up some wock and sh*t
I told her get away
You know I've been losing sleep
Smoking dope everyday, yeah
2021 and I'll be getting through this break
I'm not gonna keep talking to you
If you keep playing games, yeah
I don't really care about her
But she is my bae yeah
And I tried it all
And don't know when I'm f**king up
I keep replying, calling me
I'ma run it up
I got my racks on me
Pockets boutta bust
Say you this, say you that
I don't give a f**k
Calls anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running at the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
Know I wanted you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix
My city and state never ever seen this
On the futon, I'ma give her that p*n*s, p*n*s
p*n*s
When this sh*t's done, I'ma fill up arenas
Ooh, like Gilbert Arenas
Shoot my shot, I'm still with the demons, ooh
Schwefel in this b*t*h rolling zaza
f**k 'round us, boy I'm gon drop ya'
You know we running these racks ain't no sweat
Sending the hunnids and f**king yo' b*t*h
Po' me the line and I'm walking yo' b*t*h
I'm a rockstar we stay making hits
Diamonds on my chain
I can't find out where I lay
Not today
Thought we'd let it spray, yeah
You can hit it on my line
I ain't down to call
Not today, yeah
Thought we'd let it spray
Homerun I'ma knock it out the park
I can feel it in my heart
See it on the charts, oh
I keep the heater inside of the rover
Like I was a soldier
If I could've told ya'
Hit it from the back if you know what's up
I got the Glock and I pull up on your block
I just wanted you to stay
But you love to play these games
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47's, MAC-11's, Glocks, and nines
And all these pu**y n words hating, tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it, I got murder on my mind
(This is XXXTENTACION, and you are listening to Kairi)
I can't be your father
I don't want to call back
While we always playing
I was sipping on this cognac
Tell me where I'm wrong at
Push up in a Hellcat
Won't be here for long yeah
And I know you felt that
I-I-I can tell that you're fake
b*t*h I see you f**king hating, you ain't changing
Pull up with a switchblade
You so b*t*hmade
Glock 17, take his head off when I let it spray
And they don't know what to say
And they don't know how to a-a-act
Posted up with Scruff you better run this back
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
You keep asking, I'm just telling
I don't want friends anyways
It's alright
When I pull up on your man anyway
I don't fight
When I pull up and I'm running to the plane
You keep telling me there's no way
No way to stay
I can tell that you're fake
