ACTUALLY lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah man (Shh, haha)
([?])

[Chorus]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
You feel that (Trust, shh)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
You feel that
Let's go (Whoo)
Yo, yo (Let go, let go)
You n*ggas ain't nothing but peons, you n*ggas ain't nothing but parodies
These b*tches moving like groupies, getting my girlfriend mad at me
Walk in the scene, I'm killing them all, tragedy
Man actually does it (Hol' on)
I got the streets, look at them all, insanity
Man actually does it

[Verse 1]
I told you it isn't a game
I told you I ain't playing fair
Bad little b*tch, long hair
n*ggas be-, n*ggas be Superman on the net
When I see 'em, they're moving Clark Kent
Don't be shy, lil n*gga, get it off of your chest
Lil n*gga, just go and invent
She can't be mine if she freed it up for a lame
I'd rather go marry a sket
I'd rather go fill my nose with ket, coke, xans, molly, x, man
It wasn't Wolverine or Professor Charles, but I was linking the X-man
The way I love getting paid is outrageous
Money on my cousin's head I'll claim it
(Haha, yo)
Money on my cousin's head, I'll tek that (I'll gladly tek that, yes)
n*ggas ain't getting their bread back
[Chorus]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
You feel that (Trust, shh)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
You feel that
Let's go (Whoo)
Yo, yo (Let go, let go)
You n*ggas ain't nothing but peons, you n*ggas ain't nothing but parodies
These b*tches moving like groupies, getting my girlfriend mad at me
Walk in the scene, I'm killing them all, tragedy
Man actually does it (Hol' on)
I got the streets, look at them all, insanity
Man actually does it

[Verse 2]
Wake up and smell the coffee, b*tch
This weed, it got me coughing, b*tch
This freak, she gonna slop the di*k
Rackedy racks, busting right out of the jeans
Lenny Van D, you don't know what that means
She throwing it back on my [?] shorts
Now she got cream on my [?]
Thou, ouh
I need like, hunnid thou, ouh
Let me hold you close like Bow-wow
And if money talks, I'm a loudmouth
It's either you sink or you swim
Ain't squashing no beef, ain't squashing a thing
I'm stomping them out with the Timbs
Biting my swag, biting my flows
You will never be me, you will never be him
[Chorus]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
You feel that (Trust, shh)
Aye, aye, aye, aye
You feel that
Let's go (Whoo, hol' on, hol' on)
Yo, yo (Let go, let go)
You n*ggas ain't nothing but peons, you n*ggas ain't nothing but parodies
These b*tches moving like groupies, getting my girlfriend mad at me
Walk in the scene, I'm killing them all, tragedy
Man actually does it (Hol' on)
I got the streets, look at them all, insanity
Man actually does it