Letra

Okay if I ain't top 5 because I ain't been in the charts Then I guess bro ain't robbed guys because he stained 'em with a mask. Guess Jehovah don't exist cah we ain't seen him in the flesh. I guess I never crossed the line cah you ain't stay behind in class. Best respect it When Pr step inside the premise. Riders got my name on bottles like a chemist (Who?) The fucking menace (Okay) I got guys that Love the 40, but they suck at tennis. We pulling up the clutch to Rev it tryna' duck a sentence. You know boo, my city active like Chernobyl. They keep the pocket rockets local not bicoastal. I Ain't gangsta, school days I weren't vocal. I favored logic everybody else was rocking pro-tools. I ain't splash out on my shorty for Maturity. 5 years later now my conscious be Ignoring me. We in the function pat downs ain't saying nothing For my darg the only one that ain't on job is the Security. If I was you I wouldn't like me either. We playing finders Keeper. Reach for no hands Cah it ain't nice to meet you. Imagine PR tryna' buy a feature. Man remind me of Fiends that Pay for high grade. You tryna' bribe a teacher. Had a vision dem told me dem can't see now. This shit is Grand National pussy dem Grand Pree. They post subs, then see me and show love. And baby I'm supposedly the woke rapper that warn peace. Nigga please, don't push me when I'm in project mode. Soft inside pussy dem boy they're Oreos. This my brass and take off on a jet flow. I miss my ex With all respect that bitch slept on the next hov. Baby I'm the next wretch with less hair. That's the next step. I'll have dreads in 6 years. You play me and live where, which breh? Which dude? Warn tun up and Diss who? Y'all motherfuckers know what I'm into... What's up? Real niggas. What's up? Trill niggas. What's up? My ill niggas and fuck how you feel niggas (South side). What's up? Cold niggas. What's up? Broke niggas. What's up? My throwd' niggas get twist off patrone niggas (South side). What's up? My crew niggas. What's up? New niggas. What's up? Fi tru niggas you know wha' Mi niggas (South side). What's up? (Yeah yeah yeah). What's up? (What what what). What's up? (Yeah yeah yeah). What's up? (South side) I know niggas got it out for me that's why they want my alchemy. Skyline views I light a spliff beside a balcony. Saving women's digits with the city that they live in I aint even tryna flex its just the way I place my boundaries I left school when old friends turnt' bankers And saw my uni niggas take the T inside the campus. I'm on retail and still online for cheap sales. So I guess that's two ways that there's a method to my madness. It's immaculate Staying alive required arrogance. I'm shy but that just means I'm more alike to dodging cameras. I seen everything your jaw drop at when reading the mail. Now I got my city right behind me I'm leaving a trail I had rely on all my pride so I'm scheming aswell They ain't seen a youngen coming like this since keenan and kel The most shadey, labels high to put me on the shelf If that advance is less than brodis Re I'll Believe in myself Think I'm stressing if I hear talking? Ask you shit then interrupt I feel like peers Morgan (What else?) Goat level, smoke settles, bitch I'm here for it (What else?) Sheep rappers skin these niggas out of sheer boredom (What else?) I'm a smooth talker (Yh) White tee wearer (Yh) High steez Stunting hard with five week haircuts Every single sitch I'm in, a nigga wear the trousers What a shame I came up in the tight jean era Suh mi bad Going international baby I bet a grand Wanna' drop a classic then fly out yard with the gang Yard man, course I got a foul mouth the Pr's profanity I can't trip off one ting, the fuck I look like Amerie? I got bigger fish to fry, that's why I'm on a snapping streak Like my bro wasn't slanging tryna' give ur G Q's At the same damn time he covered up the magazine What's up? Real niggas What's up? Trill niggas What's up? My ill niggas and fuck how you feel niggas (South side) What's up? Cold niggas What's up? Broke niggas What's up? My throwd' niggas get twist off patrone niggas (South side) What's up? My crew niggas What's up? New niggas What's up? Fi tru niggas you know wha' Mi niggas (South side) What's up? (Yeah yeah yeah) What's up? (What what what) What's up? (Yeah yeah yeah) What's up? (South side) What's up?
Writer(s): Elliot Aubrey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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