Lyrics:
They think that it's given, respect ain't given
You gotta earn all yo respect
Nigga i done seen shit that i swear it'd make a soldier cry
But i still
and goddamn, he snap
I used to want this thing forever, y'all can have it back
It may not mean nothin' to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I
outstanding quality
Sell a lot of records, I respect it and salute that
But spittin' real life on hot beats, I'm the truth at
You kick it like me, no
outstanding quality
Sell a lot of records, I respect it and salute that
But spittin' real life on hot beats, I'm the truth at
You kick it like me, no
I'ma tell y'all a lil' story man, yaknahm'sayin?
Yo this is a song about, somebody who did me wrong dawg
I thought you was my homie man I guess
raise this generation
My respect to the mother's that be holdin' it down
But it sure would be nice to have my daddy around
[Verse 1:]
All I need is
On the strength 'til my niggas get a piece
We can't have peace
How the fuck we gon' live happy
When we ain't got nothing?
You motherfuckers are smilin'
But I'm mean
the people that we rob
Sometimes I think of how they used me
I have seen the fires of Hell
I have seen angels with flaming swords
I have nothing that is mine
Kno she a freak
But I'ma let my girl give
Her mouth the skeet skeet
Nigga Betta be cool who the fuck is he
You can talk shit but you
Know what it's gone
you from?
I'm from that St. Louis, hoe
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Orlando
Who gives a fuck where you from?
I'm from that Lil' Rock,
ever have a beat that a bitch ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a bitch ain't trippin'
You be on that bull, you be on Scott Pippen
I be pimp walkin',
to Southbound
Been knocked down but got back in the fight
I said all that to say this
Respect the pen
You can keep your accolades and arguments on who the best
My
How you all doing
We ain't gonna waste any more time
We gonna get into this one
And respect those who came before us
Ayy, on this mic I'ma flow
Time
Yah Yuh Yah
Yo, we are back
But nah, lately people have been telling me like how I should write my music
And what I should do with it
Calling me
The way they see it, we was meant to be kept down
Just can't understand why we getting respect now
Mama told me they're be days like this
But I
You can keep the accolades and arguments on who the best
My pen wants is respect no more or less I don't care about your lists
Who the greatest
language, my way to confess
Sad songs are the letters I can write the best
I'm writing sad songs, 'cos there is nothing positive left
Have a lil' bit
,
for I am blind, but you can see,
yes, I've been blinded totally,
oh now, please don't pass me by.
Now there's nothing that I tell you that will help
I had to grind for real, stay independent, ain’t tryna sign a deal, I ain’t have nothing to eat, no food on my plate, should I go rob n kill, I had
night
And I come here to training
And when I leave tonight
Ecoute, mon spectacle est fini some of you
Will stand by me for ever but some of you
May-be
piece
I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes
Lookin' like they was designed by bullet holes and shoe prints
When I bless a joint, it's like Spock
Came up
the cruel people
Baby, that ain't nothin' but trouble
I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream
Well, I want you to hold on to that dream,
the cruel people
Baby, that ain't nothin' but trouble
I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream
Well, I want you to hold on to that dream,
Jails ain't nothing but the slave day sequel
Trying to flee the trap of this nation
Seeing penitentiary's the plan ta plant the new plantation
They say
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