Chris Brown - 360 lyrics

[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