lirik lagu the note (scottie pippen) – propain
[chorus]
i tried to talk, but n0body listen
so i kept it in like a body piercin’
but what the f*ck, man, i’m probably trippin’
i be on some old bullsh*t, scottie pippen
yeah, i be on some old bull sh*t
[verse 1]
but my emotions unlikely to show
that’s why i lock the door when i’m writin’ this note
so if you find it first, please politely just go
to anyone who gave a f*ck and recite what i wrote
as i stare at this rifle i load
standing on this chair, tippy toes as i tighten this rope
i think about my mama, the nights in the cold
f*ckin’ being poor, now she tried to lighten the load
i know at times it was mischievous
the whole reason, you and the man never succeeded
i caused trouble to the point that they would leave ya
believe me, thought i was the only man you needed
vodka, a corner left in this bottle
i’m sobbin’, somebody pass this message to my partners
that money ain’t sh*t, neither is these hoes
just a bunch of sh*t you gotta leave here when you go, f*ck it
this rap game ain’t sh*t for me
made a lotta foes, the only thing it ever did for me
made a lil’ dough that i never got to spend on me
’cause everybody f*ckin’ hand was out like i was a christmas tree
and these same n*ggas who envy me
was all up in the club in my section, sippin’ my hennessey
n*ggas runnin’ up like, “bro, what up? remember me?”
how the f*ck would i remember someone i ain’t never seen?
the baddest broads i done ever dreamed
was all up in my home, dome, bone, everything
but then it’s crazy when you find out that they snake
it’s like you better break us off, or i’ma make your fans hate you
call up the laws and say, “this n*gga tried to rape us”
and you don’t stand a chance when they look this dna up
d*mn, lose*lose on some real sh*t
type of stress that make a n*gga hit the k!ll swit—
[chorus]
yeah, i tried to talk, but n0body listen
so i kept it in like a body piercin’
but what the f*ck, man, i’m probably trippin’
i be on some old bullsh*t, scottie pippen
yeah, n*gga, i be on some old bull sh*t
yeah, look
[verse 2]
cheers to the haters
boys wanted to see me down for years, they done made it
tears smearin’ on this paper
takin’ shot after shot, nowhere near feelin’ faded
but a n*gga is faded
though ain’t no preacher or a scripture, a bible now that could save me
and tell my ex*b*tch that she’s the blame
and i’ma dedicate this k!ll tip every f*ckin’ time she plays it
karma, b*tch, this sh*t is karma
and here my stupid ass was, thinkin’ i’m important
goin’ through your phone, seein’ pictures of marcus th*rnton like
“when the f*ck did she become a fan of the h*rnets”
b*tch, f*cked up
watchin’ sportscenter like, “i know this n*gga f*cked up”
burned soul on some real sh*t
type of stress that make a n*gga hit the k!ll swit—
[chorus]
yeah, i tried to talk, but n0body listen
so i kept it in like a body piercin’
but what the f*ck, man, i’m probably trippin’
i be on some old bullsh*t, scottie pippen
yeah, n*gga, i be on some old bull sh*t, scottie pippen
yeah, yeah, i be on some old bull sh*t
[outro]
pro’, what’s up?
n*gga, open the door, n*gga
pro’, pro’
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