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"Worst Behavior"

Motha' fucka never loved us
Fucka never loved us
You ain't knowing
Now you know now
Had ta scrub J's with a toothbrush
Niggas still playing my old shit
But your shit is like the police asking us
Nigga' we don't know shit
Nigga I'm just flexin'
Nigga never loved us
Do it look like we stressin'?
Look at you, look at you, and look at you,
I'm glad that they chose us
Command, it's a mission,
Trying to fight to the finish
Just to see 'em all finish

On my worst behavior,
They used to never want to hear us,
Mothafucker never loved us,
Mothafucker never loved us
I'm on my worst behavior
Don't you ever get it fucked up
Mothafuckers never loved us
Man, mothafuckers never loved us
Worst behavior
Mothafuckers never loved us
Fucker never loved us
Worst behavior

[Verse 1:]
Hold up, hold my phone
Mothafuckers never loved us
Fucker never loved us
Now you want to roll one
Mothafucker never loved us
So everywhere we go now, full cup
Always hated the boy,
But now the boy is the man
Mothafucker, I done grown up
You know me, you know me
I'm liable to do anything
When it comes to that you owe me
You owe me, you owe me
Bitch you better have my money when I come for the shit like O.D.B.


[Verse 2:]
Who's hot, who not
Tell me who rock, who sell out in store
You tell me who flop, who copped the new drop
Whose jewels got rocks,
Who else making rap albums doing numbers like it's pop
Same old pimp,
Drake you know ain't nothing's changed with these funny
Niggas we done put down of the game
I just ask for some blessings at my grandmother's grave
And it's back to L.A.,
Open the mail, staring at the check
Enough to make you throw up
Man it's gross what I net
I'm with my whole set, tennis matches at the crib
I swear I could be Serena when she playing with her left
Oh, where I reside it looks like a resort inside
Nigga, where your shit from?
I imported mine
Bar mitzvah money like my last name Mordehigh
Fuck you bitch, I'm more than high
My momma probably hear that and be mortified
This ain't the son you raised who used to take the Acura
5 a.m. going shoot Degrassi up on Morningside
For all the stunting, I'll forever be immortalized
Yeah, back and forth across the border line
Hate to leave the city but I've got to do the overtime
Gone all the time, even the important times
I should let you know ahead of time I'm coming back on my worst behavior

Hold up, hold my phone, they used to never want to hear us
Mothafucker never loved us
Worst behavior

[Thanks to Chaz W. Hianes (chaines12326@gmail.com) for correcting these lyrics]

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