Rittz - Questions 2012 lyrics

Questions 2012 - Rittz - Lyrics Jyeah (This rap sh**s crazy man) 2012 (People be asking me all kinds of crazy sh** like, Who you gone sign with dog?) Jyeah Yeah (Can you do a track for free?) People ask me questions When were you gonna get a mill? You blowing up Rittz Tell me how the f** I feel You was on a song with YelaWolf, right? Did you sign to Interscope? Were you tryna get a record deal? Why you sitting still? You ain't puttin' on nothing new In a minute, but f** it truthfully I've yet to hear You come wack on the track Matter of fact, I hit your manager up about a feature You ever check your mail? You be on Twitter still? I think I messaged you a couple days ago You ain't responded yet You snapped on a Krizz Kaliko record You ever think you gonna get to do a song with Tech? You really snort coke like you say you do in your record? If so then let me know because I got the soft on deck I thought you would s** when I first saw you Then I listened to you I was shocked, much respect I really thought you was black When I heard you on Box Chevy Really I never checked on it to see who you was I see you on tour with Wolf now Do you think could sign this? You think that we could speak on the bus? Can I bust a freestyle for you Me and you are just alike listen to me I rap fast like you Me and my homeboy got some produced beats I think that you would like some of the track we do You wanna shot? You wanna bump? You wanna smoke? You want some hoes? I got a b**h that'll give us all head in a hotel room You wanna go? Does your girl really trip on you when you be on the road? Is she the one you talk about in “Sleep At Night”? Is that her in the video? Nah dummy that's an actress My real girlfriend at home pissed Cause she on Facebook and saw me take a picture with a fat b**h What you like fat chicks? You like black chicks? Why you so p**y whipped I never see you mack chicks I don't rap to get the women I just want a wife, and a normal life one day I never had sh** Last year I was cooking in the kitchen One night I made Toni Braxton a piece of catfish Getting off work sweating, changing my clothes Goin' to a show wearing Gold Frontin' like I had bread Limping on my last leg But you got bread now right? Can you hook me up with a job? You never wanna pick up when I call All my homies looking at me like they got some on the prob But where your hair at dog? I hope you ain't cut it off I play your music all the time, my homies say you're the sh** Besides Eminem, them, him and him I swear to God you are the best I said nah, I'm next - @MentalJack