B-Deuce - Learn Ya Lesson Lyrics

The haters be so fraudulent just tryna be yo best friend
They gon drop tears, you ain't giving them attention
Now I'm twenty-three and I could really tell difference
I can feel ya energy I tell em keep ya distance
You can be mad, but I hope you learn ya lesson
I be in my bag, I'm just waiting on the next one
I'm down to pop tags, pop a collar when I'm flexing
Imma be an artist you can tell it from the sketches

I could really care or less 'bout what another man think (uh huh)
I was washing dirty money had to pull it out the sink
Only time you touching ice is when you skating at the rink
You would rather pick em off if they ain't playing for ya team
I could sit up in my room and think 'bout how them niggas treated me
Messing with the ones that tell me what they really see in me
Never put my trust in all the ones that ain't believe in me
Can't pull up to ya function I ain't coming to the BNB
Grabbed that margarita, shorty sipping on mimosas
I be laid back, catch a breeze by the ocean (shhh)
Got the wave back, you can see it in the motion
She throw it way back, imma catch it, no commotion
Never caught up in my feelings cuz I mix it with the potion
Imma jiggy fella, break a leg til it's broken
Look up at the sky, when I fly, I be zoning
Look me in my eyes, I don't lie, I be focused (I ain't playing)

The haters be so fraudulent just tryna be yo best friend
They gon drop tears, you ain't giving them attention
Now I'm twenty-three and I could really tell difference
I can feel ya energy I tell em keep ya distance
You can be mad, but I hope you learn ya lesson
I be in my bag, I'm just waiting on the next one
I'm down to pop tags, pop a collar when I'm flexing
Imma be an artist you can tell it from the sketches

Why you feeling so pressed, y'all be feeling so possessive
This ain't a penitentiary, you looking for correction
You ain't got the remedy, I got the wrong impression
You tryna make a change baby, start with your reflection
I be tearing it up, catching vibes in the session
You blowing me up, like like I ain't get the message
You be messing me up, tryna call when I'm texting
Got me sipping my cup, turn away from the stressin
The way you move ain't adding up and I got seven different calculators
Chill wit anybody, you won't catch me chilling wit a hater
I could tell you bout ya self you drop ya head and you a meditator
Tell you bout ya self you drop ya head and you a meditator
Speak on what I know now these youngins think I'm an educator
Got the influence they know I'm coming I got imitators
Nowhere to go
I lift em up I'm like an elevator
Pull up wit that drama let it slide ain't a escalator

The haters be so fraudulent just tryna be yo best friend
They gon drop tears, you ain't giving them attention
Now I'm twenty-three and I could really tell difference
I can feel ya energy I tell em keep ya distance
You can be mad, but I hope you learn ya lesson
I be in my bag, I'm just waiting on the next one
I'm down to pop tags, pop a collar when I'm flexing
Imma be an artist you can tell it from the sketches