Ebwbar, Pt. 2. (Everybody Wants to Be a Rapper)
G-$antana
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Yeah Part two, for your little bitch ass Everybody want to rap, everybody want to sing, auto tuning everything (I just want to be me) Everybody sipping lean, every rapper got supreme, everybody popping beans (I just want to be G) Everybody want to trap, every rapper got a pack, OG matter fact (I just want to be me) Iced out to the T, diamonds cloudy but your'e clean, life moves around the cream (Shit I just want to be G) I could, I could never stunt, if the money not up, looking goofy like a chump I could never wear clothes, that don't even fit my mold, but I fit Tommy, Gucci, Ford I ain't waiting in no line, just to have a good time, draped in jewelry with the shine I'm the type to walk in, VIP with the clique, Hennessy Patron and chips Everywhere Santana go In the air or on the road I always got my pre rolls Rolling doobies by the boat load But if you see me in the cut, rolling doobies say whats up, just might let you hit the joint But if I'm facing, nigga face it, I'm a silent as a slug Higher than a tweety bird Yeah young G straight up out of space I'm just trying to do my thang While I stay up in my lane Aye Everybody want to rap everybody want to sing But young G-$ANTANA ain't you doing the same thing Everybody want to rap everybody want to sing But young G-$ANTANA ain't you doing the same thing Stay in your lane, I'm a Big Baller, call me Lavar I only, let a select few people call me Jalaal If you want change, you got to be consistent that's law You got to be persistent, focus on your mission, trust your intuition that's for sure If you want change, you got to change your ways, you got to flip the page And watch the story change its pace like everyday You got to do your thang You got to have your mind on your money and your money on your mind everyday You cant be afraid, you cant run astray, you got to be original that's how you win the game You cant have growth and comfort that's insane Hold up wait Hold up wait Hold up wait My mind racing Ben Frank, like Daytona 500 Be popping beans like its skittles, then I drift to slumber I'm never busting under pressure, ain't no need for not a plumber These cold sweats up in the night, the got my dripping like its summer I sip this brown up out the bottle It make me shift just like a throttle Cannibus activist, no activist, in my sprite bottle I'm burning energy, but I'm gaining bread, I'm bony like fossils All these tacitos and these burritos got me stuffed just like a taco (Ahh) I be writing all up in my mind, that's what I call a mental note I be cooling high off life, that's what I call a mental toke When I be looking at the sky, I call that time a mental scope And when I be mapping out my plans, I call that time a mental globe I got this Kyrie type mentality I'm focused on the G I'm the type to lead not follow, so I'm focused on my team (Team) Head huncho like a Migo, and I'm focused on my cream Got the method like I'm Method Man, no Wu Tang just G. No Wu tang just G
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