作曲 : Jazz Cartier/Michael Lantz 作词 : Jazz Cartier/Michael Lantz All this money and my feelings still don't get hurt I'm a lifeguard amongst all you waveriders (Jacuzzi) I like being the bad guy If that's what it is, then so be it You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales (tales) That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale (stale) You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales (tales) That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale (stale) You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale I sleep on my bands, I sleep on my bands in case I might need them for bail (bail) I'm not one for saying goodbyes (ni**a), Cuz you know I'm gon' see you in hell (hell) I am that ni**a that never need nobody, I don't need nobody's help (I don't need nobody's help) *s can pop on they own (own), They know I can get it myself (don't do that, Cuzzi relax) I am that man of the match (yes), I am the one with the belt They know when I step in the building But this ain't no "Saved by the Bell" My b**ch on a diet, my b**ch on a diet Now I'm eating kimchi and kale (mmm, mmm, mmm) Smoking my loud in my room And I don't wanna cover the smell (mmm, mmm, mmm) They pray that I give them a break, They know that I'm giving them hell (you know that I'm giving you hell) They pray that I give them a break, But they know that I'm giving them hell (you know that I'm giving you hell) You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales (tales) That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale (stale) You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales (tales) That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale (stale) You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales (tales) That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale (stale) *s put pennies in wells (wells), but they never wishin' you well (never) And *s ain't never in church (church), But somehow they pray that you fail (always) *s ain't poppin' like Cuzzi (never), Your name isn't ringing no bells (nah ni**a) *s ain't bumpin' like Cuzzi (never), Man they wouldn't feel you in braille (nah ni**a) If I make a milli, then Lantz got a milli You know that I'm sharing the wealth (you know that I'm sharing the wealth) I heard I'm a snake in the grass (yes), I only look out for myself It's 2001 and I sent you a letter, beware if you open the mail You know I'm a mac, I still f**k with a chick like Adele (yes, yes, yes) If only you knew what I knew, man I feel like I'm Patti LaBelle How you gon' get mad at Beyoncé Don't you know I can make you Michelle You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales (tales) That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale (stale) You tellin' too many tales (tales), too many tales (tales) That sh*t is getting so old (old) Your story is getting so stale (stale) Lantz? Is that you?
