lirik lagu dr. bushman - matter of fact
[intro]
i use to wish for a brick
i use to~
ay, ay, as a matter of fact
as a matter of fact
all of these n~ggas they cap
[verse 1]
remember back then i use to wish for a brick
use to sit on my ass really wishin’ for nips
no pharell i’m on my grind like the clips
trap trap, i’m makin’ everything flip
use to f~ck up the pack now my pack startin’ to cl!ck
one man army, no clique
come to your city, f~ck up the whole strip
cash route, real trap sh~t
[chorus]
shock it with the right, whip it with the left
i dropped outta high school and turned to a chef
when i’m in the kitchen, gotta hold your breath
matter of fact get the f~ck outta the crib
make sure you don’t never say what you saw
matter of fact you ain’t seen nothin’ at all
matter of fact
matter of fact you ain’t see nothin’ at all
as a matter of fact, ima get rich off the trap
my fiends so annoyin’, they won’t let me nap
i ain’t sleep in three days as a matter of fact
trap, trap, trap, trap
that n~gga cappin’, i’ll buy him a hat
i even buy the capper a tracksuit to match
these n~ggas my children, i’m really your dad
i wanna see them grow i gave them this swag
[verse 2]
there’s only one bushman, my soul’s unmatched
you can find me in the kitchen, that’s my natural habitat
i’m tryna be where the guap at, i’m tryna find where the racks at
i drove three~hundred miles north, i’m tryna find where the trap’s at
i ain’t goin’ home until i’m richer
i’ma stack it taller than a pillar
i’ma flash it until they get the picture
i’ma go gettin’ ass n~gga
i’ma stack it taller than a pillar
i’ma flash it until they get the picture
i’ma go gettin’ ass n~gga
d~mn this backwoods got me high might have an asthma attack
and i’m smokin’ deadman might have a spiritual attack
i tell my loved ones pray for me ‘cause god don’t answer me back
i’m on the highway takin’ risks i hope you watchin’ my back
[chorus]
shock it with the right, whip it with the left
i dropped outta high school and turned to a chef
when i’m in the kitchen, gotta hold your breath
matter of fact get the f~ck outta the crib
make sure you don’t never say what you saw
matter of fact you ain’t seen nothin’ at all
matter of fact
matter of fact you ain’t see nothin’ at all
as a matter of fact, ima get rich off the trap
my fiends so annoyin’, they won’t let me nap
i ain’t sleep in three days as a matter of fact
trap, trap, trap, trap
that n~gga cappin’, i’ll buy him a hat
i even buy the capper a tracksuit to match
these n~ggas my children, i’m really your dad
i wanna see them grow i gave them this swag
[outro]
there’s only one bushman, my soul’s unmatched
you can find me in the kitchen, that’s my natural habitat
i’m tryna be where the guap at, i’m tryna find where the racks at
i drove three~hundred miles north, i’m tryna find where the trap’s at
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