Don't F*ck With Me Lyrics - Pusha T

The nerve of you, he'll sit and clip at your lines like he ain't heard of you... 

I seen it happen before, that man will murder you. 

The lowest form of a thief is a cat burglar 

Tiptoe-in but the whole while clonin' 

The elephant's in the room, the bitch glowin'. 

Like a ghetto girl with the good weave sewn-in 

She walk like its hers but the whole world knowin'. 

Told n--as it's the new god flow 

It's that new testament and that old god* knows 

And you new n--as don't get to pass GO 

I'll monopolize boardwalk empire flow 

So don't mention me in the same breath, I'm Genghis 

Just venting I never wish to be famous 

Truth told I'd much rather be strangers 

Before it leads to me turnin' niggas to angels 

Local niggas hatin' but I can't blame 'em 

Cleared the road to the riches but I can't pave 'em 

Put Trey up on your hook, still couldn't save 'em 

Better chance with a snowball hittin' Satan 

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Dreams money can buy, three racks just spent on my Marty McFlys 

Now I'm back to the future, my career deja-vu you 

when you muthaf-kers thought I would barely survive 

Rappers on their sophomores, actin' like they boss lords 

Fame such a funny thing for sure when niggas start believing all those encores 

I'm just the one to send you off, bonjour 

See yourself as I pull up in that mirror tint 

Skins vs blouses, you mirror Prince 

Chappelle Show, all of your Neal Brennans 

Sketch comedy, who is for real penning? 

The talk don't match the leather 

The swag don't match the sweaters 

And wolves don't walk with shepherds 

These Margiela verses all of you mall dwellers 

Off-the-rack suits looking like pallbearers 

Coffins for my old bitches' orphans 

Daddy's MIA like a dolphin 

Play the Fendi bucket like a sharks fin 

Cool J-ing on you bitches but I'm dark-skinned 

We walked in, seats courtside, dap Diddy, Will Ferrell on my walk by At the US Open, there's much more to Queens 

Versace blu-blockers, row behind Oracene 

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Dreams money can buy, three racks just spent on my Marty McFlys 

Now I'm back to the future, my career deja-vu you 

when you muthaf-kers thought I would hardly survive 

Push...no shots....but nothing goes unseen.