Fuck A Wanna Be (Playa Fly)

Fuck a wanna be BITCH Playa Fly you remember to say hello to your great Granny Fuck, f**k a wanna be BITCH Playa Fly you remember to say hello to your great Granny Fuck a wanna be BITCH It be lizamin' (lamer) than what'cha claimin' you lames ain't spookin' me I'm choosin' to stand alone on my own, me and B.A.B. And backed up by Billy C, H, and I to the double L And brothers like Mark and Tally whose minds haven't slipped and fell By placin' me on the scale, and weighin' me by the P You will see that I'm full of P to the T ain't no G in me A fella from S.P.V., Fly for f**kin' a wanna be I.B.N. who you f**kin' with, so your shit in it I will be I'm packin', attackin', meanwhile those bosses be mackin' And Mister Crim lookin' grim, from the way you wanna bes actin' Intelligence you be lackin', not a lizick of common sense Super duper and neutral and to the future and past tense Lil' Flizy ain't hookin', Fly ain't smokin' or none of that Even though you be lookin' and placin' jackins upon my back I keep my pimpin' intact and lay my facts upon the table And f**k a wanna be who live in violatin' labels bitch Now that Fly got your attention, mane sit and listen to what I say I mention a situation we facin' in everyday The shit that I start to see, it just don't agree with me Imitatin' a person that play the shit well that's new to me The bottom a Playa be, I'm found on a higher ground The sound I be puttin' down, a playa make words around I'm sportin' a sippin' crown clown, peep the five or six Seven where I'm dwellin', so from heaven fillin' up to this On my way past number nine, higher than a Funkytown What you thinkin' I thought it and now you ballin' without a dime Your mind is all in a bind, you're blizind leading the blind Overdose of this Holy dope that I blow will leave you behind So go catch up with your kind, cuz my kind don't wanna be playa hated, associated by bustas who envy me The B double O, N, E, man you peep? They be under you I, B, N, they be in the house, I know that you want it too Many suckas be flockin', bigger bustas be mockin' Ask me why when I'm high, your mega shit I be stompin' Start you bustas to rockin', cuz I'm bumpin' what's in me Ain't no flockin' or fakin' or devil tradin', just pimpin' I be spittin' to bitches and other niggas who itchin' For this here Playa Fly dissin', hoe on your ear you will listen So now you will nizzow (know) about these lyrics I flizow (flow) When all the P let me gizow (go), so Fly can fire up this hizzow (hoe) B, A, B what you see? Alot of nothin' but wanna bes Claimin' titles and I know they disrespectin' authority Want a bitch they ignorin' you from the way they adorin' Fly Many suckas who knowin' me claim they flowin' it makes me cry You try me if you wanna try, but Lil' Fly will never lose Have you cussin', and fussin', all in the dust and singin' the blues Bill Chill only real with you, Allah who we rollin' with And Bone, and Will Chill, Carlos P., FUCK A WANNA BE BITCH [Chorus til' fade]