Strike 3 ft. OneWayTB Lyrics

Was it 160 or 140 My IQ make you horny

They think I'm plottin' But I'm plottin' on them, plottin' on me

I thought you knew me better Who needs this useless cheddar

I'll spend it all for a night with someone real

You leave me when I'm hurtin' You make me feel not worth it

I know I'm far from perfect Baby, for you, I'd kill

This shit degradin', got me faded This how you repay me

I lost my favorite, this shit crazy Sell my soul to save me

Crazy how my friends become my opposition Look how I'm livin', yeah

And they hatin' cause I'm on a mission aint have no pot to piss in

But I went the distance, yeah

Been around from L.A. to Manhattan But the Cape where I stay, I was raised to make havok, get the cake They gon' say that you fake if you can't have it

Paper chase, get the fuck out the way if you ain't family, nigga

5% on the tint on the windows, uh I'm a pimp and I ride with a stick close, uh

In the gym, gettin' in, I'ma go crazy In the booth, I'm a rapper that hit notes, uh

I grew up, I was playin' Nintendo Hit the road, takin' risks, make it back to

the crib, though Thank God, always find me in the end zone

Never fold on none of my niggas and none of my kinfolk, uh

Like I told you before, I'ma go crazy I'ma keep it 100, just don't play me

One way, like Tracy McGrady It's kinda crazy see em hatin' cause I'm

pushin' Mercedes,

Crazy how my friends, they turned into the critics

They got opinions, yeah They waitin' for my end when

I thought you were friendly Just be consistent, yeah

Crazy how my friends become my opposition Look how I'm livin', yeah

And they hatin' cause I'm on a mission They aint have no pot to piss in

But I went the distance, yeah

Crazy how my friends become my opposition Look how I'm livin', yeah

And they hatin' cause I'm on a mission They have no pot to piss in

But I went the distance, yeah

Crazy how my friends become my opposition Look how I'm livin', yeah