Lyrics:
brodie you ain't my brother
We won't no clique now
Told em I've been dancing with demons like I'm in hip now
Damn i really hate that nigga like his name
invested, I assessed it, I reflected
Think back, I was requested by God
I shall lead as I was directed
Demand to be king, I was selected a menacing thing
that nigga naw I'm not Just anybody
Nina By my side and I don't even slide without her
Stay low they might clip him
You know its real when they hate from
served more water than, uh, Avion
Posted up like a thumbtack on the boulevard serving dead
Yola, ice cream, Ben and Jerry (Jer)
I've been doing
gat God on my self
I have served God for 7 days
I prayed for 7 days
I have fasted for 7 days just to make it to the top
You can't be me now Right
as sport
Race hate, clickbait, celebrity,
News is nothing like it used to be
And now my phone is all I need,
Served as hits on my Facebook feed
Algorithms
by stand up men, a rat won't be seen here (not one)
Summertime in Harlem, I'm sippin' Clicq' on beach chair
Plates only for family, makin' it hard
cuz hunt plot's thickening
A feast of lies served by a fickle king
Tattooed thug bitches about profiling
But when gays are hated, he says "no crying"
Raised by wolves, hyenas, and barracudas, gorillas and bulls
[Chorus]
I play the field like Vick
From endzone to endzone
Serve that ish like
waves served, from these music greats
The caretakers, of his unique space
The prepares, for looks that curse
I'm shook not a perp, but I perceive the hate
havin a specific get-together by the beach
Rolling Rock's, plus Peach Schnapps, served on the rocks
The Organisms play the boardwalk, pullin numbers from
""Hello this is Sally Smothers Like me you probably noticed that in America our inner cities Are filled with people who call a sewer grate home
Laughs
Beats by Jhay yeah
Aye yo
Best Rapper in Africa yeah I’m really popping
Niggas really asking why I be so cocky
You should ask your sister why
A demon-god to be served
Who didn't allowed you to observe him
Die for your widow lover
But your hate needed a victm
Take a fire ride before is to late
Through
Instead I see blurry
What they put in this Im thirsty
Sip it up and Im choking acid flaring up Im burning
This scaring me who served me
Past lovers
hold
Revenge is a dish that's best served cold
Let your bloodlust leave
Let your hate recede
I can take it all with one collect-call
Awake be
(someone speaks for y'all)
Shame on you
You say you served your country, while I'm young
Shame on you
Looks my mind up, handing me guns
Bye-bye Mom
Dealing with haters cause I give no freebie
Provide me my fee or get
Sides with yo three piece
These people being so comical
Hate on my release
Bet he
your Fantasy
Threatened by Reality
I ask, what happen when the two collide
You kiss my lips and blind my eyes
As I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord
A young man sits alone by himself after stabbings
Locked in the dark, no one's home
His heads' been warped since his birth no one's bragging
Being by myself like I supposed
They talking shit
But I am not caring
Keeping the iron so close to you
Catching lacking
You best to get spraying
They
on magazines
[Chorus: x2]
Check it out (check it out)
Third verse, let`s begin lets be gone
I done served more water than, uh, Evian
Posted up like
This is a mean and cold town,
I hate this fucking place.
Watch the rats as they all drown,
Dying slowly day by day.
Decrepit and falling down,
feels to be black
I sing...
Times goes by
Giving but denied
Cause living in this ghetto is a crime
And you know that got me
It got me crazy how this evil
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