Artist: Lil B Album: Bitch Mob Vol. 1: Respect the Bitch (Mixtape) Song: Mask Up Typed by: AZ Lyrics Niggas run up, I pull the mask up Back up, boys fuck around you need back up Ridin' around town with his shotgun I'm looking like the sheriff I got the pistol tucked, I see the cops up in the mirror You know I'm riding high cause I can't deal with life Gotta sober up my thoughts, yeah Jesus walks I feel like I'm him, I feel like I'm Scarface I feel like I'm God, and I ain't even in a safe place I'm still in the hood and I'm still with the good Trapped my own self, I backed my own self I don't need a mob cause you know I do the job I did the shit before, I do this shit again I still got demons in my motherfuckin' back And I thank God that I never sold crack I rob a killer, negative is negative You selling all rock, I'm gonna take everything you get Family numbers, dope fiend, coke fiend, it ain't hard Smoke screen, seen my father [?] fiend I ain't never met the same blood as him And I just do the same drugs, and I got the same heart And we share the same love See myself and I don't really know him So I really don't even know myself Can I be searching for a deeper life It feel like a dream Now I can finish what I started You can see what you ordered This is for real A bitch is lyin' tryna say I was the daddy I came back 0 bitch, you never had me Lying ass groupies tryna take you down for child support Fucked so many dudes that she didn't know who to call Bitch don't call me, talk not cheap And my time not free Bitch don't call me, and talk not cheap And my time is not free