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Seth Dyer Why Would I

[Intro]

[Intro Chorus: Seth Dyer]
Why would I wanna' be you the shit I do it don't come cheap
Why would I wanna' be you the shit I do it don't come free
Why would I wanna' be you nigga' why would I wanna be you
Why would I wanna' be you nigga'

[Verse 1: Seth Dyer]
I get paper like a mailbox, niggas' lukewarm and I'm red hot
I do this shit for real and you just talk, I run the whole team you the mascot
Nigga' I just eat like I'm Rick Ross, and I'm high class like a Maybach
Eagles on my chains and these bitches give me brains, nigga stay in your lane like you see cops
Oh God I'm looking like a star, you thinking that you hot, you seeing a mirage
Oh Lord, I think I'm going off, I keep it hand on like a massage
Live large, ill like Nas, nigga' you a fraud, pose like Kate Moss
Straight boss, clothes all dark, I wanna' own clubs and not play golf
Haha, man how do I come up with all of this shit
I'm killing these rappers I'm digging a ditch
And I just be grinding that's shout out to Clipse
And your girl just tatted my name on her tits
Now I be up in this bitch and I like it, say f..ck you niggas' that's what I decided
Roll with my team nigga I am so bias, go back to school hommie' you need some guidance
Making this gold I got the hand of midas, you say you got skill nigga' I cannot find it
Your outfit says you ain't' shit you should hide it, my outfit says you cannot even buy it

[Chorus: Seth Dyer]
Why would I wanna' be you the shit I do it don't come cheap
Why would I wanna' be you the shit I do it don't come free
Why would I wanna' be you nigga' why would I wanna be you
Why would I wanna' be you nigga'
Why would I wanna' be you the shit I do it don't come cheap
Why would I wanna' be you the shit I do it don't come free
Why would I wanna' be you nigga' why would I wanna be you
Why would I wanna' be you nigga'

[Verse 2: Seth Dyer]
Why would I wanna' be you I can be me, your bitch lookin' at me on the TV
My game so cold like it's in Sochi, you don't get shit nigga' you just so cheap
When you around me nigga' just don't speak, always on my shit I be winning this whole week
You always losing like you be coyote, my team road running nigga' beep beep
F..ck with a girl that's classic, don't f..ck with a girl that's ratchet
Three broads they be laying on the mattress, f..ck them all I can call that a hat trick
So wet I be in the Atlantic, with the sex, they all addicts
Got my dick up like taxes, got my dick up like taxes
Haha, I just say what I want to when I wanna say it
My worth is so high you can't even pay it
There's no piece for you in this pie it's been taken
And I love my work every day is a vacation
Now we on your bitches playlist like all day, my flow so smooth you can call that shit Olay
Clothes are all black I am so far from holy, plan all this ballin' like I just be coaching
My jewellery is tanned it is so golden, playing my cards and I never be folding
Don't gotta' focus I go through the motions and you are so fake nigga' you must be joking

[Chorus x1.5]

[Outro]

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