Supafly Lyrics

Hey yo who's up in here?
The thousand foot squad

We smashin'
Thousand be the head of the class and
Rollin' through the party with the stereo blastin'
We creepin' it's been seven since last weekend
Everybody in the club freakin'
And in the corner, I can see ya standin' there
Black jacket 'n' long hair we've been exchanging stares
And I know ya, and what'cha thinkin' yeah right
Wearin' ya clothes air-tight at the club every night and
Don't'cha know that brothers don't like the girls
That be into them guys that be tellin' them lies and listen here hun
Life's more than this
Ya tryin to tell me that'cha never get bored of this?

Yo, check this who you eye'in up for ya setlist
Frontin' with ya fake gold necklace
Not respected, 'n' yet ya wonderin' why
Seen the gleam in ya eyes, as soon as ya spotted them dollar signs
Girl what's next? Who you hittin' up for the Rolex?
Brothers need to check their specs
Brothers gettin' gamed on, thinkin' she loves you and all that
Need to get it all back, move on and step off that
She's the wrong type, but same goes for females
Cuz' guys be spittin' lies, not telling the details
In the fine print, baby girl, don't sweat it
Cuz one of these days you'll regret it
And yo, the moral of the story is
Dogs and cats are notorious, for gettin' funny around cash money
So lesson learned, you playin' with fire get burned
Respect yourself, peace, kid hope ya learned

You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind, you're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind, you're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby what!

Well it's the Sundance Kid
Yo the rap villain, I'm for real and
Peeps catchin' feelings of the lyrical caps that I'm peeling
Makin' noise y'all, me and my Krutch boys y'all, stand tall
Cuz yo we ain't never gonna fall, man forget that
Yo, we'll keep constantly comin' right back
Like Christ when He rose on the third
Strikin' ya nerves take ya down, down, like Titanic to icebergs
If ya messin' with a girl for her curves
And yo, you might be, you think ya somethin' high and mighty
Might be that you be frontin'
Most likely, no doubt, money be singin' the same song
Respect yourself hun, it's the 34th Psalm

And sometimes I feel, so unbreakable, I'm so forsakeable
I'm shattered, things aren't as they seem
They're so in between, they're so make believe
That it's un-real, And wake me up when things are better
Cuz I can't take much more of this and take these rags
But leave my comfortable sweater
Leave me alone, leave me alone
Alone, alone, alone

You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind, you're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind, you're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby
You think ya somethin' more ya so supafly
To the fact you're blind, you're so dead inside
It's hard for me to get this through to you
To the fact ya blind, baby, blind, baby what!