(There aint no rapper in my city who can spit fire
One day ill make it to the f*ckin' top thats what i admire)
If you think rap aint real imma prove that by my verses
One fine day imma autograph those jerseys
Boys out here popping percy's
End up not gettin jerky's
Visiting em nurses going for rehab courses
Things never workin feels like they're forcin'
(Feels like they forcin')
Stayin with family they dont know shit
Niggas f*cking around and gettin lit
Getting those hit
Fam unknown bout it
Niggas get a slit
(Niggas get a slit)
(Damn boi crisis)
Rich niggas blaming midlife crisis
Broke niggas busy rising
They hittin top from the bottom
Rich niggas waitin for autumn.
(Rich niggas waitin for autumn)
(Yeah midlife crisis)
(Switchin it to personal life no offense bitch)
My ex busy sippin wine
Too busy to ask me if im fine
The day she got wit me
I thought she was mine
But i was wrong coz she was just lyin'
(She was just lyin)
Bitches f*ckin around for sake of their needs all they need is a guy to pay their f*ckin bills
(Bitch take all those racks but be real (real))
When i was feelin low i used to rap savage
He was more den average
Flexing em double cup beverage
Getting over demurrage
(Got over it)
(Now im livin)
Lavish life and these hoes wanna be my wife
Growin up with those bread knife
Wishin for change of life
I aint dealin wit em givin em crisis of midlife
Left my dark with no burn mark
Now my life like amusement park
Next day imma show up in denmark
Just remember no one f*cks with a shark
(No one f*cks with a shark)
It was Beelzebub spittin fire
Record labels wanna hire
Brown guy from the hood
Bad and boujee with the good
3eel2ebub - Midlife Crisis "Intro" Lyrics
3eel2ebub - Midlife Crisis "Intro" Lyrics
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(There aint no rapper in my city who can spit fire
One day ill make it to the f*ckin' top thats what i admire)
If you think rap aint real imma prove that by my verses
One fine day imma autograph those jerseys
Boys out here popping percy's
End up not gettin jerky's
Visiting em nurses going for rehab courses
Things never workin feels like they're forcin'
(Feels like they forcin')
Stayin with family they dont know shit
Niggas f*cking around and gettin lit
Getting those hit
Fam unknown bout it
Niggas get a slit
(Niggas get a slit)
(Damn boi crisis)
Rich niggas blaming midlife crisis
Broke niggas busy rising
They hittin top from the bottom
Rich niggas waitin for autumn.
(Rich niggas waitin for autumn)
(Yeah midlife crisis)
(Switchin it to personal life no offense bitch)
My ex busy sippin wine
Too busy to ask me if im fine
The day she got wit me
I thought she was mine
But i was wrong coz she was just lyin'
(She was just lyin)
Bitches f*ckin around for sake of their needs all they need is a guy to pay their f*ckin bills
(Bitch take all those racks but be real (real))
When i was feelin low i used to rap savage
He was more den average
Flexing em double cup beverage
Getting over demurrage
(Got over it)
(Now im livin)
Lavish life and these hoes wanna be my wife
Growin up with those bread knife
Wishin for change of life
I aint dealin wit em givin em crisis of midlife
Left my dark with no burn mark
Now my life like amusement park
Next day imma show up in denmark
Just remember no one f*cks with a shark
(No one f*cks with a shark)
It was Beelzebub spittin fire
Record labels wanna hire
Brown guy from the hood
Bad and boujee with the good
One day ill make it to the f*ckin' top thats what i admire)
If you think rap aint real imma prove that by my verses
One fine day imma autograph those jerseys
Boys out here popping percy's
End up not gettin jerky's
Visiting em nurses going for rehab courses
Things never workin feels like they're forcin'
(Feels like they forcin')
Stayin with family they dont know shit
Niggas f*cking around and gettin lit
Getting those hit
Fam unknown bout it
Niggas get a slit
(Niggas get a slit)
(Damn boi crisis)
Rich niggas blaming midlife crisis
Broke niggas busy rising
They hittin top from the bottom
Rich niggas waitin for autumn.
(Rich niggas waitin for autumn)
(Yeah midlife crisis)
(Switchin it to personal life no offense bitch)
My ex busy sippin wine
Too busy to ask me if im fine
The day she got wit me
I thought she was mine
But i was wrong coz she was just lyin'
(She was just lyin)
Bitches f*ckin around for sake of their needs all they need is a guy to pay their f*ckin bills
(Bitch take all those racks but be real (real))
When i was feelin low i used to rap savage
He was more den average
Flexing em double cup beverage
Getting over demurrage
(Got over it)
(Now im livin)
Lavish life and these hoes wanna be my wife
Growin up with those bread knife
Wishin for change of life
I aint dealin wit em givin em crisis of midlife
Left my dark with no burn mark
Now my life like amusement park
Next day imma show up in denmark
Just remember no one f*cks with a shark
(No one f*cks with a shark)
It was Beelzebub spittin fire
Record labels wanna hire
Brown guy from the hood
Bad and boujee with the good
Writer: Prem Patel
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