I Told You – Cal Scruby

Okay, I’m flippin’ the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin’ that shit you deleted but I got receipts, you know I didn’t forget
I love the people who hated me, that’s why I made it, you all should get an assist

I couldn’t have done it without all the negative energy, I had stuck it in my memory bank
All of the messages you kept on sendin’ me, I got to learn how my enemy thinks
You better listen with both ears when the smoke clears and the Hennessy drank
That’s when it’s hard to pretend to be friends, that’s when you spot all the friends that be fake
Real is a recognition, realize you get it from repetition
Hey like somebody who never lies, long as I live I’m the definition, yeah
You try to ruin me, try make a fool of me, you better get off my dictionary
I had a do-up but this ain’t no eulogy, I wrote that bitch an obituary

Okay, I’m flippin’ the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin’ that shit you deleted but I got receipts, you know I didn’t forget
I love the people who hated me, that’s why I made it, you all should get an assist

Yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn’t be shit, oh well, I showed you
Yeah, yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn’t be shit, I needed that, I owe you, I owe you

Just when you thought it was over, I step in the party and get that shit jumpin’ again
I know a lot of ’em hopin’ I lose, ooh, I’ll thank ’em all when I win
This is my favorite part of the sim, who you know that’s goin’ harder than him
They should be givin’ me fifty ’cause I’m goin’ Carter, my arm in the rim
You make up half of my plays, you shoulda come to my concert
You don’t want pay in my statements, I just want thank all my sponsors
You coulda stayed in your place, you had to wake up the monster
Think about takin’ a break ’cause you makin’ my dick and my balls hurt

Okay, I’m flippin’ the switch, chip on my shoulder as big as it gets
I gotta make some room for bitches so you gotta get off my dick
Talkin’ that shit you deleted but I got receipts, you know I didn’t forget
I love the people who hated me, that’s why I made it, you all should get an assist

Yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn’t be shit, oh well, I showed you
Yeah, yeah, I told you, I told you, I told you
You said I wouldn’t be shit, I needed that, I owe you, I owe you

I got the recipe, cook it up