Independent Men Lyrics - Singles - Sporty Thievz

Yo question tell me what you know about me 

Got the dice game nothing less than a G 

Got my own ride and got my own bread 

Even with the Chick Strap wearin on your head 

Question, ask me how i feel about chicks 

Best be independent 'cause you aint getin Shit 

The only time it trick is December 25th 

You tell me in a rollz with chickz and some dip 

Street Sweeper everything worse then a chick saying "i jus want chedder" 

Uh-oh Thats some Mother Fuck child support letter 

First you want to bills payed now she independent 

Sounds more like these chickz more inconsistent 

These days everybody want a male bash 

I tell them real fast to kiss my male ass 

Listen, this is how it workz 

I want to Fu/ 

Then some shoot the hoo ga too first 

Now u all hurt 

Tellin the word non sense 

It aint my fualt u fell in love in da process 

Got pregnent young now all dis stop 

But if im takin care of my son den Shut the fuck up 

(Da ja Nigga) Bitch i got no time to hear your heart broke 

All like two months rent Take dis Fuck Car note 

Take it as a chrome not an answer back 

And if so suck my dick some body answer that 

Chorus: 

'cause the clothes on my kid (i bought it) 

Everything in my crib (i bought it) 

The lawyer from my bed (i bought it) 

Even though i lost the case (but i bought it) 

The telly i bring my hoez (i bought it) 

The gramz on topz of gramz (i bought it) 

The one train to El town (i bought it) 

Getin money from the bitch 

Yo all my niggaz Who independent (throw your hands up wit me) 

All my niggaz who gettin paper (throw your handz up with me) 

All my niggaz who keepz there baby (throw your handz up wit me) 

Understanding Like me ended (throw your handz up wit me) 

(Yo my name) Im independent 'cause i know 

I just put my last on the fresh jar jro 

You feel up the dig with the benz full of frendz 

And help you mom dumpz keep food in the fridge 

Answer, dont ever judge a nigga by his dough 

He could be independent with the fridge on Fo 

As long as you know where yo money has gone 

Niggas know when to not give a fuck about a ho 

Yo my lifes hard man 

All i got to do is flip 

Chicks one of yall 

All they got to do is strip, its that easy 

My brother on the check, he get a job 

Some chicks who want to check, they get pregnent 

That aint right for a bucket strait blood 

You want to wreck a niggaz life worth 200$ a month 

Im gona let you see and see that life is funny 

She gettin her hand dirty wit that diper money 

Independent, i kno cats that fite in da lid 

A week wont eat keep lites in da crib 

Gas and the credit, 

Shoes on that act 

California place wit dudez on the back 

Im just getin stack on digits 

So happen i get payed to come back on business 

Rep my niggaz, 

Give brain and keep on skeetin 

We keep on wit these hoez We gona keep on eatin 

Chorus: 

'cause the Grems on my jeep (i bought it) 

The temz on my feet (i bought it) 

The couch that i sleep (i bought it) 

And i dont give a fuck ('cause i bought it) 

My web aint no sex (wen i bought it) 

Every bitch u saw me with (i stalked it) 

The last time i tripped (i cant call it) 

'cause i look South for me (street sweeper) 

Yo all my niggaz Who independent (throw your hands up wit me) 

All my niggaz who gettin paper (throw your handz up with me) 

All my niggaz who keepz there baby (throw your handz up wit me) 

Understanding Like me easy (throw your handz up wit me) 

Wen scoose didnt know i get down like dat 

West coast didnt kno u getz down like dat 

'cause da south didnt kno u can get downz like dat 

Up north they didn't kno getz down like dat 

To my niggaz who didnt kno i get down like dat 

Sporty didn't know u get down like dat 

(slow beat) 

Sporty thieves is here(uh-oh 

Just to let my niggaz know(uh-oh) 

Dat we come together to (uh-oh) 

Start to break dis party slow (uh oh) 

Yo all my niggaz Who independent (throw your hands up wit me) 

All my niggaz who gettin paper (throw your handz up with me) 

All my niggaz who keepz there baby (throw your handz up wit me) 

Understanding Like me ended (throw your handz up wit me) 

You kno wat we got to drop our own bomb like dis 

(explosion)