Lyrics

Fuck nigga shit (yeah) I stay out of the way, I can't be part of that I can't wear no capes I can't wear no capes Stayed out of the way, got a check-up Stat down from ego to still do I can't wear no capes I can't wear no capes Brand new AF1's Throw it where you're from Brand new AF1's Throw it where you're from Throw it where you're from (throw it) Throw it where you're from (throw it) Mr Incredible, I'm moving decimals I'm in a better mood I'm writing parables, I got imparables This what you better do Elasti-Girl, Atta-girl I've been on par (with the best) If you on par (that's a stretch) Not need coup for the boy Pop seven bands, get deployed Last summer, had to fill the void Next hundred, change, smack a voice Speak Promo annoying, formal annoying, ego annoying My mama annoyed, too much noise for me and my boys Got 223's a double team in Jordan You and me and 7 to my story Come and see what we would deem important If you believe in self you can afford it Shake Fuck nigga shit (yeah) I stay out of the way, I can't be part of that I can't wear no capes I can't wear no capes Stayed out of the way, got a check-up Stat down from ego to still do I can't wear no capes I can't wear no capes Brand new AF1's Throw it where you're from (yeah, yeah) Brand new AF1's (yeah, yeah) Throw it where you're from (yeah, yeah) Throw it where you're from (yeah, yeah) Throw it where you're from Imposter syndrome Bitch nigga, get gone Can't ride my coat tails, lil' boy Find your own zone Wrist on Frozone, it might impede the ozone Bitch I came a long way from rocking fake Polos Way too many polo boosters Nigga tried to stump out Way too many dead homies My bio like a hunted house Way too many hoes, yeah, I was sneaking out my mama house Wait 'til I get my mouse Don't ask me 'bout poppin' out Don't ask me about shit you know I don't care about Carry out tasks, outcast with a black mask looking for his whereabouts Chest pads, he don't know where to bounce Think fast, slowing down at every doubt Hit the gas, think we did a fair amount On his ass, too bad, star-seeing like in Paramount Took my para demons out of the paramount, singing Fuck nigga shit (yeah) I stay out of the way, I can't be part of that I can't wear no capes I can't wear no capes Stayed out of the way, got a check-up Stat down from ego to still do I can't wear no capes I can't wear no capes
Writer(s): John Welch, Casey Ryan Mcmillan, Quentin R. Shemwell, Ben Reilly Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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