21 the Producer - Bedroom Bars Ep. 2 lyrics

[Intro] Woo Yeah, yeah, I just wrote this sh** this morning Shout-out to 21 The Producer on the beat Marcus on the, on the damn, uh, Pro Tools Marcus say "Hi!" Hey! Jake behind the camera Bedroom bars episode two, ho You know who the f** I be [Verse] Yo, everybody tryna lock a n***a in, box a n***a in, telling me what he think that I could be It's funny cause I'm counting all this money, watching everyone go dummy, while I'm bouncing in the streets I ain't ever been anything but me, my rhymes make a n***a go "Sheesh" I'm like a step dad with a fat step kid, mama be tripping, I'm like, "Let that n***a eat" I ain't never been weak, had a bowflex I ain't never been soft, stay crispy And I always been a freak, getting no rest If I leave then that girl is coming with me I ain't always had money, now it's no stress All I do is make hits, Ken Griffey I used to chill at the crib on a friday Now you can find me in the club like 50, oh jeez Bing, bada, boom If a n***a talking, Imma put him in the tomb I been spitting fire since before I was born Mama need a pepto when I was in the womb I treat the booth like the dungeon of Doom I'm like Big Sean, I ain't f**ing with you I always been fly like a witch, take a sit on the broom New whip and it go, "Vroom, vroom, vroom" Balling like Griffin, that's Blake, I ain't talking 'bout Peter I'm climbing the charts like I'm running the bleachers They freak when they see me, they all having seizures Album was popping with no major features I'm all that they playing, I'm blowing they speakers They trying to find me like an egg on easter Hit it then quit it, don't care if I see her [Outro] That's bedroom bars episode two I would spit more But I don't want y'all to burn up, n***a I'm 'bout to go pack a pita