For the People (No Autotune)

Yea Yea All Praise Most High (Ahuhhhh) Yea (Ahuhhhh) Ok Now (Ahuhhhh) Yea Yea Uh Look This sound like 05 Jigga A long time Nigga On time I never be on time Nigga I want that Money Four-Five Hunnies Most High Love me When I can't love me Too many niggas in the club They hating and getting dubs All hoes wanna fuck They really don't want love And we came from gravel The streets I mean the mud Do anybody make good music bro anymore I can make good music Just tell me y'all need more People all for The traveling and go on tour But really I don't you want you to fabricated no more We need real shit Not just the blood and gore on the floor We all the Moore's To come together and close stores We need all hores To bound together and come forward The truth is out My nigga Prynce Been Hoovered out How many lost lives We go let happened before it's out What amount Don't we give fuck bro anymore Unity You You Me Let's figure out All people is falling off Without a doubt No ruling out You extra'd out If you trynna help a nigga out And I ain't doing autotune And this ain't no robotics I about hit this shit faster then I was super sonic Just to find me On phonic First on the earth Like plate tectonics Just before The sent symbolics The chronic Before hypnotics The products Look like electronics My moma My flow so sonic Electronically I'm so honest I'm trynna be More iconic But they don't get it tho Jaw drop When they hear the flow Won't stop even If I lose control 4-5 and the coup get towed yea This for the people (Yea) Let's free the people I got money legal (Yea) This money legal Fuck vaccines the needles (Yea) Those nigga evil They kill the people (Yea) They trynna smeegals And we gone fly like seagulls (Yea) Yea we fly like eagles And I don't need effects when I speak people Nigga Imma feed the people Nigga Imma feed the county They trynna put a price on my head like I ain't been the bounty They never found me Uh Yea Uh Tribe Sound True Yea Tribe's The One Tribe City to city All praise most high I miss my homies All praise The Most High You been found For the people (Oooooo) Yea Uh Hollyman It ain't over First name Joshua guess I should write a book See these demons staring me I ain't scared to look Cause they know I'm the chosen one And they know the path I took I been jugging and finessing think I turn a crook I'm the middle Good and Evil For these righteous people Ain't no chocolate hero to save us like mr. Ebo Ain't no palace, I'm balance, I'm the Beanie Sigel It's a challenge We in Dallas Let's just hope I free the people Uh Wow And give my shit to vevo Hope these words complete the story to your missing sequel Cause they don't treat us equal They still think that shit illegal Yea Tell the truth The pyramid The dorrito We golden like desert eagles The parasites in burritos And Imma read tho To get knowledge And be free tho We shooting like fucking free-throws And they keep on sharing needles So fuck your flu shots Nigga I give em too shots Niggas claim that they too hot When nigga I made the group hot New gen I feel like Tupac I feel it but my crew not Nigga its a team effort Skeltons in my dresser You vengeance ain't got a message Message and try to impress her Instead of being Houf Hefner Be you and create an island I swear to God that I'm wildin I'm getting back on my stallion I do shit for my momma I wake up with no pajamas Just to get to the big commas We need Lambo's No more Hondas I'm Buddha I feel like Ghandi My vision broader with Prada My name is constantly brought up I get respect You get nada Man it ain't shit to loose Man this song fit the mood It put me into the groove They hate to see me move Niggas is really rude Niggas ain't really cool I hope I don't turn to them I love the Lord like I'm him I really feel like I'm him I spread the light till I'm dim I give my all to the rim Till I'm passing out in the gym Wussup