[Intro: Kevin McCall]
DJ you told me they was gonna switch it up on me
First they was laughin at me
But now every time they turn on the radio
What they hear
KKKK-Mac
Yeah that's right
We takin over
It's B.U.F
Blowin Up Fast
sh** you never know
I might be that motherf**a
[Verse 1: Kevin McCall]
I went from EBT to BET
I guess I had my words crossed
First she wasn't f**in wit a pimp
Now it's her loss
Cause she ain't want me when
I ain't have no ends
But that was short lived
(Ha Ha) Gary Coleman
I'm on my grind like that skater named Terry
Kennedy my enemies
No d**h never scare me
d**h where is thy sting
Grave where is thy victory
They don't remember your reveal look at history
But I'm gonna make sure these n***as remember me
Start a family legacy
For everyone that's kin to me
See I'm a paint a portrait so vividly
Even if you got Alzheimer's ain't no forgettin me
East side 97th and town
Is where you find wine c locs puttin it down
I'm just tryin to make my loved ones proud
So I'm livin like I'm writtin my obituary now
[Hook]
First they wouldn't holla
Now they on me on me on me
See a n***a shining
Now they actin like they know me
n***as do it to
They try to call me phony
Never been your friend
You ain't never been my homie
No so be careful cause you never know
You might be the next one to go
Before you try to judge me
Thinkin you above me
I might be that motherf**a
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
You won't break me tonight, no tonight, not tonight
Cause I see straight thru the lies
No disguise in your eyes
I know you n***as hate it
You hate us cause we made it
So watch me do it do it
Won't stop til I'm the greatest
[Verse 3: Tyga]
Motherf**in go I lead in the ropes
n***a dope, n***a Ball
I ain't never had a coach
Well spoke, no spokes
West Coast, f**in loc
Let my engine bang on em like Jehovah's at your door (huh)
T-raw last king on my draws
I'm a diaper, sh** talk
Carpet piss on em like a dog
Shake my log yeah it's large
I ain't even gotta flaunt
Muf**in mack daddy
Take your b**h and your moms now
[Hook]
First they wouldn't holla
Now they on me on me on me
See a n***a shining
Now they actin like they know me
n***as do it to
They try to call me phony
Never been your friend
You ain't never been my homie
No so be careful cause you never know
You might be the next to go
Before you try to judge me
Thinkin you above me
I might be that motherf**a
[Outro]
We ain't had to do em like that tho
See look first you didn't wanna let me in tha club
Now you want me to host that muthaf**a ha
Alright but you gotta pay me
See look next time somebody act Hollywood on you
And you know you the next to blow
Don't even trip just say this to yourself
I'm be that motherf**a