Lyrics:
if
It's me ya ain't likin'
The last great debate I had
Was with Michael Eric Dyson
Call me a dumb rapper girl stop, pardon me
You be hard pressed
no memes but still you really wanna troll
Can't stop won't stop I don't flex with a photoshop
Gotta keep it real like a mob Imma be with da God
It's
no stop, riding in a benz, no drop
I don't date no more, but im riding round with my backend shawty
Used to have a bad ol' shawty, she let me down im
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
(Hey man are you ready to go?) Yeah
Boogie jive and rap is life where I'm from
Where I'm from, Ahmed play with Izzy where I'm from
Where I'm from,
yeah
(Hey man, are you ready to go?) Yeah
Boogie jive and rap is life where I'm from
Where I'm from, Ahmed play with Izzy where I'm from
Where I'm
stop me no
(Second Verse)
Yeah man I’m gettin fuckin sick up on these tracks
I splack cats with they half ass written wack raps
Used to dream of this
a harpoon
Through ya heart soon if you walk to
Close to me, close shot
Flow for mi me coast you
Can't see my flow I practice notes
With the ghost, no joke,
clubs I am so not
One of these suckers impressed by your showtime
Niggas throw shade don't want me to get no shine
They block me the whole time, like
and a pit bull in the seat
These pigs'll get bit foolin' with me, quit foolin' with me
Bitch, you're gonna see, no pistol in the seat
Why it always gotta
the come up cause I stand alone
Sellin tapes that's great for a car and a home
Ya'll can't see me with a telescope
Can't catch the record sales but you can
an eight straight
Man, I drink so much drank, it got me gainin' weight
Lace a nigga blunt and teach him some, bitch, it's trainin' day
You can't find me
head
Nots while I raps
When it hits me (ha ha ha ha....)
But now it's laughin at me
Yo what the hell is happenin'
Please somebody slap me
No way not
it's like a club or a set
Hip hop's the new WWF
What do you rap or do you wrestle' niggas love to forget
We got til it's gone, you think you on, you
talk on the low
That's why I can't fuck with them, I don't know
They want some shit, boy, just leave me alone
No, bitch, you can't fuck with Prohibeo
Niggas talking like they know me but they ain't up in the mix
I'ma let you off with that, but you can't have none of this
I been broke I been well
And now I'm critically acclaimed by the clinically insane
Y'all can have rap back when I'm done finished with the game
But the ball's in my court and I
get tough stand firm and stay put
You can't force what's in the mix to make love
Bandmind people they love to hate nuh
So me affi keep mi ed straight
Wipe me down Im blessed like I sneezed
Ya bitch with me tell the waiter check please
I'm clean no stain no grease
New whip no miles no lease
Go
hustler
(Yo Check this out )
Rap is my new hustle and, am killing it,
I got a soul of a hustler u can't stop me
The game Changed but, my mindset still
stuck in we to musty
So try to weigh it out with the truth laid out (stop the gossip)
That's just played out there's more to ya life than underground rap
strange
All I wanna do is win
Money on my mind don't want no friends
Me myself and I at the end
Always keep it real I can't pretend
All I wanna do is win
no way I'm taking Second
Can't Ignore the call for this life I've been destined
I hope when I die your Remember me a legend
Bury me with diamonds
with madness
I should make the next cover of Madden
I'm balling and a nigga feeling real heartless
There's so much shit I can't explain
So much on my
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