From the recording Doughboy
Lyrics
Intro:
Uh huh
Yeah
You know, you know, you know wwhat?
It's him, himothy Jones
Bring mixtapes back…
If you can mistake my confidence for arrogance we're opposite/
You used your opportunity to hate, I took mines to spit/
Eliminating they way they think, took them out those bondages/
Repaid with betrayal, when I found out I started vomiting/
Closes people to me show, love , rooted in competition/
Masked as unconditional love, left with a proposition/
And ultimatums but I don't debate, got to much common sense/
To do back and forth, what we acting for, burn entire script/
Writing 1,000 words an hour burned holes through my composition/
They were warned in their dream, but still stuck to the schemes/
While I'm enjoying Glee, and there minds horrendously on past, now they see/
Their additions are minus me/
and the others that they've been with are auditions of what could be/
I'm just painting a Mona Lisa, the picture is now complete/
Now im checking up in the kitchen, they're focusing on the feast/
Then I serve with Hors d'oeuvres, now their sitting in disbelief/
Gotta give thanks to God, I find it odd/
that even Lucifer, can't do enough/
Except move and hush, adjust to my temperature/
You can't nobody in this game even or similar/
I'm out of this world I'll return at my pinnacle
Hook:
Listen it how I be doing my thing/
Two chains on and to pinky rings/
Diamond encrusted, Movado collection/
Gotta have at least three bottles in my section/
B*** want to f*** , so I gotta have protection/
Gotta finger first to see if she pass inspection/gotta have a lot of things but money comes 1st/
Gotta have a lot of things, but money comes 1st/
Outro:
Bring mixtapes back, bring mixtapes back