AutomaticK47 - Only You Can Tell It lyrics

[Verse 1:AK-47] Flip flop Rubix Qube Man Im so sick with that loop Let me get some paper Shawty f** your attitude AK plus 40 Cold november 9/11 plus 7 Revolver in your face I'm inside you f** this race Overdosed catching flows Wale told me get me doe And I go for some more Sitting in the park all alone I see sparks with them songs I f** them clones Always been on my own Smoke the pain away and I dream on [Verse 2:Pusha T] Two sides, what the game'll do Bring money, fame to you Stackin' mine, n***a ye high Standin' on it like a pedestal Couldn't imagine a better view From the poolhouse you see four cars Bad b**hes, they skinny dippin' Mixed college b**hes with p**n stars Disconnected my OnStar, no GPS these VVS Lorraine Schwartz on speed dial, went ocular, that's CBS Aston Martin, DBS, James Bond cool as James Todd Best n***a to make hits and run base since A-Rod Hands dirty like Ason, I'm grindin' n***a you J Kwon My Diors is distressed, CDG vest with Jays on Bloggers get your trace on, 500 horses race on Coke ties, that coke dries, it's cemented, it's baked on Eghck! That's based on, the life of a n***a who ain't said nothin' Trunk tight, trunk white, can't relate if you ain't bled nothin' Now that there said somethin', don't make me have to dead nothin' You askin' me to tell you why you n***as never had nothin' [Verse 3:AK-47] Smashing doubters on my rhymes an*lizing synchronizing all the time f** this beat this ain't mine I invest true dollar sign Look, I hope you dont mind my politics Yall blind AK-47 R.I.P your mind homicide Shawty f** me like you hate me System f**ed up Fight me pay me If it ain't like that Then f** me b**h pay me Cuz you ain't got no extra cash Underpants total trash f** around and I live your a** like that [Verse 4: Wale] Folarin back, the hardest out I put us on the map My eyes low, I keep 5 rolled so my THC be makin' sound effects We ain't hatin', cause we ain't y'all, too much Ciroc we CB4 62, black on black, see my vehicle is like MEAC ball Shoutout to Norfolk, kicks from Portland, my hoes from Portsmouth Y'all nick and dime, if a brick was 'round you might need a forklift Can't f** with us cause me and my n***as ride That's right, what up Pusha T, it's DMV for life Giuseppe Zanotti, I beg your pardon, respiratory full of Nesta Marley Three something for an after party and Balenciaga, I filled Arenas twice Tell these motherf**ers get me doe Iceberg Shorty, mu' f** your Disney store And remove your words, G double O-D, MMG we good Got Zamunda furs, don't know how Akeem, but Pusha's semi cold My n***a Geezy out in VA, I hope you hear these flows Behind these walls, still in our thoughts, the city know [Verse 4:AK-47] Tag system energy on flame I paid so many dues Im sick of fake bills Man, f** this game God show is ugly Im not guilty Thats why I do my sh** so dirty Anybody got something to say?! Who put you to be my gury Fame & Glory Can you handle that? Come on show me Keep playing your part And I keep playing my part Thats why I came apart Cuz you been stalking me from the start But as you see and hear Im a star And Im'a get that house And Im'a get that car Never quite cuz I went too far...