LAMES (feat. Yung Eli!)

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3LG Wavy & Apostoli

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Tryna hop on my wave, send your ass to your grave
Nigga that's how I move
Nigga you been a lame, just tryna get some fame
That I already knew
You can get cracked like a safe tell my lil boy to behave
Been clutching that tool
You can get put in your place
Pockets got colours like gay so I ain't finna lose
Nigga run up, leave splat
No toes, boy I'm aiming at hats with the bat
Babe Ruth
No I can't hang with no rats
Gotta put on for my mufucking slatts
So I clamp my tooth
Nigga I ain't talk to no cop
I ain't even finna snitch on my opp
Stay solid like rock
When that nigga time come and I slide
Better know I hit his ass with them rocks
Gone let off 30 shots
Gone check off 40 opps
Still with the gang been waiting for the drop
Free RJ been watching that clock
Free MK cause he know how we rock
Nigga made a wrong move then his heart gone stop
I ain't leaving no clues put his ass in a pot
Next thing you know his bros pouring shots
In the cut with my slimes and
Yes we with some Gunnas
Few bad hoes came through
We turn up till the sun up
Stone cold like Steve
When I hit you with that Stunner
Like I'm paralyzed
Can't ever be a runner
You got a whole lotta cap in your rap
So you cannot be featuring me
You talk about all the cash in your tracks
Why you ask for a feature for free
Run it up to the bag I got maximum stamina
Been doing this I'm a vet not an amateur
We be all over the map international
Bitch overseas, brought her right back to Canada
They keep telling me you changed
Dawg you lame
Touche
I done made some moves and you stayed
I done heard you got a new base
Still the same kid I knew at your dukes place
Rest of y'all faker than toupe
Opps undercover like a duvet
If you hearing this shit man it's too late
We the new Drake, they
Tryna hop on my wave, send your ass to your grave
Nigga that's how I move
Nigga you been a lame, just tryna get some fame
That I already knew
You can get cracked like a safe tell my lil boy to behave
Been clutching that tool
You can get put in your place
Pockets got colours like gay so I ain't finna lose
Nigga run up, leave splat
No toes, boy I'm aiming at hats with the bat
Babe Ruth
No I can't hang with no rats
Gotta put on for my mufucking slatts
So I clamp my tooth
Nigga I ain't talk to no cop
I ain't even finna snitch on my opp
Stay solid like rock
When that nigga time come and I slide
Better know I hit his ass with them rocks
Gone let off 30 shots
Gone check off 40 opps
Still with the gang been waiting for the drop
Free RJ been watching that clock
Free MK cause he know how we rock
Nigga made a wrong move then his heart gone stop
I ain't leaving no clues put his ass in a pot
Next thing you know his bros pouring shots
We just gone run to the bag
I don't really see how the f*ck
We'd ever lose
And I just been focused on rap
Why the f*ck would I waste time up in the school?
All that you talking is cap
Yeah I know you mad
Cause your shit is always a fluke
I get to the racks
Run to the bag nigga
Yeah that's all that we do
Came from the mud
Bitch I came from the trenches
I don't give a f*ck about who get offended
I had to get up and get a percentage
I cannot waste time on these lil bitty bitches
Yeah Yeah
I wake up thinking bout Benjamins
I had to wait for this shit
Wasn't given it
We cannot talk if it's not about dividends
And all of that cap that you talking
I'm living it
Raised from the mud
Where I'm from it's either violence or the drugs
And I can't give it up
I done came too far to give up
Too far to give up
This that real rap money
They tryna help now
Ain't that funny?
I ain't have shit
I was broke
I was pushing through the Day N Night
But I ain't Kid Cudi
In the stu all day
Move out the way
Gas too loud I can't hear what you say
Ain't no game bitch
I would not play
Get the f*ck out my face
Or this chopper gone spray
And these f*ck niggas always been lame
But tryna ride my mufucking wave
Go to sleep
I wake up and get paid
And that's just a regular day
I'm just tryna put on for my city
You ain't with me then you is against me
Feel like Tory a nigga too litty
Feel like Tory a nigga too litty
Yeah
Raised from the mud
Where I'm from it's either violence or the drugs
And I can't give it up
I done came too far to give up
Too far to give up

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