Lyrics:
Cops bust in with the army guns
No evidence of the harm we done
Just a couple neighbors that assume we slang
Only time they see us we be on the news
play with me, ya better not play with me
(Cause you're not in my league, or even my pedigree)
Ya better not play with me, ya better not play with me,
Parody of "Man Of Constant Sorrow" (Traditional)
New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd/Chris "P. Cream" Clark/ Cledus Crap Anthems(SESAC)/Of Music, Inc.
think 'bout grabbin' the Lysol
You not in my league, if I was Mike, I still wouldn't bite y'all
They ain't care when I was broke, declined every phone
Please be that just subliminally
Means he thinks Jigga's the best
And that he's the only one up in that league, see
And it's easy just to consider me
Got the b**** all new New Yorkers so I flew her to New York
I been ballin' lately, anotha' league, I know that won't stop
What did I do to you
Jones, nigga capo
Status Dipset, nigga
You fucking little faggot
Nashawn, you little punk, man, I’m way out
Your league, and you know this
Man i would’ve
tryna change his (neighbors)
So that mean I gotta make mo (paper)
I ain't got time to waste on no (haters)
Big knots I got (I got)
New clock tick tock
Just so we settle with dreams, Machiavellian schemes
Tell me I'm out of my league, but I treat it the same
Like women that I use to see, glad of who they
Got the bitch all new New Yorkers so I flew her to New York
I been ballin' lately, anotha' league, I know that won't stop
What did I do to you
of the team, you're outta my league, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
You is not gangsta no more, they pulling your card, nigga just stay out the streets
I only came
it for the culture, can't fuck with these vultures
Y'all ain't really know the boy, don't know what I go through
Not in my league, little boy, my
feet
Switching V's, $50 G's is chicken feed
We in a different league, I cop my ice from Tiffany's
Drive-by's in the Lotus, the 6-speed
The 5th will bend
That's the issue
Peep how my success is from a pen and pencil, sentimental
Verses like the league, I'm with the fundamentals
Quintessential
Jerry West
I'm so high
The neighbors can smell this across the street
rolling baseball bats we in the league
Flavors and choices you cannot beat
Nothin compare
piss off the neighbors
Where they do that at? (Where they do that at?)
Do me a favor no favors
Where they do that at? (Where they do that at?)
Big league
What we doing, Flex?
They see us, Funk Flex, Meek Mill, 017
I mean, why not?
Dreamchasers in the building
You know what it is
Philly, New York City,
the news
All my bitches winnin', how it feel to lose?
Nigga tryna get the box like he finna move
Bitch, I'm at my pinnacle I used to shop at Pinnacle,
the neighbors know this'll stink
You's a blood link inc, write my name on the wall
Dog men X, def till the ball
Jump niggaz call, beggin' for their life
your other hand, do me a fuckin' favor (put 'em up)
Put a middle finger up and say, "Fuck the neighbors" (fuck the neighbors)
And fuck the haters (fuck
Blamin' society, mad, it wasn't made fair
I would be Ivy League if America played fair
Poor excuse, and so I was
Throwin' rocks at the pen, just for
on location
The rug says made in Korea
Manufactured in a factory using cheap labor
And all over Asia
The third world's becoming a major league player
right to the Third World
Blow up a brand new civilization
In the name of globalization
Big confusion in Hollywood
Now it's American Major League in
don't you try?"
From that point on, his lesson still ain't left
I thanked him and then he just smiled and left
Though we were neighbors we never did speak
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