Lyrics:
wishin' they
Had never tried to crack the pavement
Poetic justice
Everybody's here in my arraignment
Murder to Goliath, and I am fuckin' David
You couldn't
(Chorus) 2x
If you want beef its right here, here, yeah, yeah
Cause if it's on then it's on, If you want it then come on
If you want beef its right here
runaway
Kill me today, I don't want to say
Bales of the hay, Blunts by the bay
I gonna pay so f**k me today
Got knife in my back, Brain gonna shack
Hand so
Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks cuz I haven't changed.
Yo I'm not saying it again, I want props.
Yo you best step away from the mic before I get
seven different ways
All common goals reamin
Still pigeon-holed status quo sucks 'cause I haven't changed.
Yo I'm not saying it again, I want props.
Yo
rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know I'm down to spray ya
Let them
Yaeeyaae uh huh uh huh brrr
We be clubbin'
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I want to welcome
All y'all broke ass
a template
I want strong bitch like Rhea Ripley I can Ripple it
I let my balls hang so low I can dribble them
I'm head above everybody else, I ain't try
here
The dream is here
Well, I'm over your radio once again
Pretty Par D, I'm your best friend
Let's take it to the stage
Feel better by the pound
My
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
ghetto macrame
Mellow highs so I surmise that they are probably back to stay
Splendid by nature I don't emulate or practice grace
Magician with my diction
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint
Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint
Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
the truck going yo me and Gene Poole
We're gonna hit up all these sicked up fucks
Everybody get ready
Drop your masks and turn the safeties off
Here we go,
Yaeeyaae uh huh uh huh brrr
We be clubbin'
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I want to welcome
All y'all broke ass
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Who you talking up?
Ay, please leave me alone
I'm on the Breadwinner swim team
I dive dead in your shit
Everybody claim they be whippin that dope
And everybody claim that they
Getting that dough
These niggas just lying if you asking me yo
The swag that
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray
should have
Everybody want to let the God rap
I'mma say it, man, yo I probably shouldn't
I might
Everybody get to the chopper
Everybody get to the chopper
to rock this hood
And get yo money
Funny honey
You thought I wanted to talk and
Get yo number
I just want you to thump yo feet
And bump it
Throw on some
Yo Yo Yo Yo
You don't wanna fuck
With Chucky in the trunk
Trunk
Chucky in the trunk
Trunk
Chucky in the trunk
Trunk
You don't wanna fuck
With Chucky
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
, the soundtrack to the realness right here
Niggas in too deep, you know what I'm sayin'?
It's all real, what, what
Live, nigga what, what, nigga
Uh
Yo, ayy,
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