Thats All She Wrote (feat. Eminem)

Now I don't really care what you call me

Just as long as you don't call me rude

I bet they knew as soon as they saw me

Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote

Streets like cold Chicago

Ain't nothing new, I've seen it all before

But still I ball like no tomorrow

Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote

I said it's over with that's all she wrote

All she wrote, all she wrote

Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote

It's stupid how I'm going on everybody knowing that

I'm sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it

Eventually see they can't beat than with me they join

Others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn

You tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocks

You never did blend in with the big shots

On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops

I just laugh at, nigga wishing it was this hot

Guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off

Better that than pissed on

I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones

Catch me in the end zone

High-stepping prime time

Thought you niggas been on

Ain't no blocking my shine

Like my new air Yeezy's, you can see me in the nighttime

I get rich off living life, you check to check reciting rhymes

So call me what you want, wanna hate, have a nice time

While I get stupid paper, hey my dough ain't in its right mind

(Mind, mind)

Now I don't really care what you call me

Just as long as you don't call me rude

I bet they knew as soon as they saw me

Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote

Streets like cold Chicago

Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before

But still I ball like no tomorrow

Goodnight it's over with that's all she wrote

You're staring straight into a barrel of hate

Terrible fate

Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape

Cupid shot his arrow and missed

Wait Sarah you're late, your train left

Mascara and egg smeared on your face

Nights over goodbye, hoe

I thought that I told ya the spilled nut ain't nothing to cry over

Never shoulda came within Range of my Rover

Shoulda known I was trouble soon as I rolled up

Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold her

She still comes back to my crib

Must want me to mess with her mind hold up

She must've took me for some high roller

But I wont buy her a soda

Unless it's rock n' roll cola

Buy you a bag of fritos I wouldn't let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder

If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't die for ya

Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars

You get your eyes swole up I'm on my straight grizzly

So why would I buy you a gay ass teddy bitch you're already bi-polar

Now I don't really care what you call me

You can even call me cold

These bitches know as soon as they saw me

It's never me to get the privilege to know? Em

I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go

Still I ball like there's no tomorrow until its over and that's all she wrote

The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with

But don't get mad at me

Go blame the chick who wrote this shit

Ya life is sure a bitch

But she know I'm rich

That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick

Here I go again

I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in

Peso, Euro, yeah, ah ha, I'm paid never gon' be broke again

See me posted in anything, wearing any chain

Never gon' see me toting anything

All you gon' see is BANG!

It's so nice where I kick it

Hate you never get to visit

Yeah I'm on another level

But you niggas still can get it

Its all over? Fore you finish

Sorry bro this road we end it

Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

Yeah I guess life is a bitcha ain't it TIP

And this one can say this shit

Shirt off my back, I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief

I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine

Let 'em get a good taste of it

I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now

But in case you didn't

This is so bad, better stick your nose to your forehead and staple it

Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it

So I pace this shit a little bit quicker

That clock come racing in double time in it

But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time

It may take you pricks to catch on

While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong

Man, I still say K-mart's like there's an apostrophe-S on it dog

And they say McDonald's isn't a restaurant, well I guess I'm wrong

But if you gon tell me that the A