Lyrics:
Nothing is nothing and everything is everything
Tell the fat lady she gon get it if she ever sings
It ain't over till I say it's over and I ain't say it's over so ima keep on going
I don't care just who you are what you from or what you claim
Never disrespect my money and my family or my name
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
I don't care just who you are what you from or what you claim
Never disrespect my money and my family or my name
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
I don't talk a lot I'm just what I can do
Trying to get this bread and making sure I help my family
Keep on talking on my name I look at you like who you talking to
flow is coming off so sick I think my money got a stomach flu
If you keep on talking ima slide just like a credit scam
Have my brothers looking over you just like a parents cam
Punches keep on coming back and fourth just like a tennis camp
Shooting 23 bullets I call this like space jam
Dudes be switching like ben 10 they always trynna cop a plead
You only got two options messing with me and that's hell or death
Trying to get his cheese make a sandwich cause I'm getting bread
Twist his body make him look like a human form of dreads
I don't care just who you are what you from or what you claim
Never disrespect my money and my family or my name
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
I don't care just who you are what you from or what you claim
Never disrespect my money and my family or my name
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
Cause I will look at you and laugh at you and spit up on your face
Monogamy to me never felt like a good life
Probably a great life
To talk about ya lady with a smile she a great wife
Pre planned date nights
Oh how thrilling
Both got the day off
We just chillin
That's not the life I live
I don't come off the road to a wife and kids
But I do come home and take my baby to school
Take my baby to tennis camp
Man, this life is cool
Went exactly as I planned a walking manifestation
Skipped the litigation knocked her off conversation
I aint into sexting rather have demonstration
I aint into feelings rather have copulation
Hit me up when you over him and ovulating
I aint got no 9 to 5 shit I'll be waiting
This coochie off limits
Knew I shouldn've hit damn near went soft in it
These just life raps
cint too many sharing like me
Got they heart on they sleeve
But don't wear it like me
It's hard to settle with a woman that won't love me like Tee
That won't love me like Mel
Write me letters in jail
Stand at the door looking sexy while I go get the mail
Type of life you only get to live when you livin well
For better or for worse
Thru heaven and hell
Told Michael Prince Savin himself is Savin himself
I'm not sayin' this to shake you up
I'm just sayin' this to wake you up
It's all good when we makin' love
cll I ask is don't take our love
For granted, 'cause, granted
My love for you is real
If you don't love me
Somebody else will
Baby girl don't you, ever, get too, comfortable
Comfortable
Tuesday morning in the summertime
Everybody at the park is feelin' just fine
Camp is starting, it's just about nine
We're all smilin' in the sweet sunshine
The grass is dewey & the sap is gooey on the bark
It may be a workday but it don't feel like work
Cuz everyone is playing at the neighborhood park
There's a game of tag, tennis camp and b-ball
Skateboarders grindin' on a concrete wall
Twins bobbin' up & down on the seesaw
Kids gettin' up each time that they fall
Somewhere out there a young athlete is findin' her spark
At the fancy sports club our differences are stark
But the playing field is level at the neighborhood park
That guy slept here, those folks are from outta town
Ice cream man on a bike ridin' round
Birthday party must've hired a clown
You look around and forget how to frown
Beachball flyin' over the pool with a rainbow's arc
Kid with a spraycan really left his mark
But we know it belongs to all of us, this neighborhood park
At the hotdog cookout the beatbox is bouncin'
Guy with a megaphone is doin' some announcin'
Kids are laughin' and splashin' at the fountain
Harmonica plays ""She'll Be Comin' Around the Mountain""
Heard a scrubjay squawk and the sweet song of a meadowlark
Yes, everybody is singin' from their heart
Sayin' how much they love that neighborhood park
In the fir tree the crows are havin' a meeting
Raccoon is lovin' the leftovers he's eatin'
The ants are lined up for their dinnertime feedin'
I'm still watchin' from the public seating
Two squirrels runnin' circles round the treetrunk
While the hound dog barks
All of the critters will come out after dark
For the Midnight Ramble at the Neighborhood Park
When the sun goes down it is time to go home
The leaves are dancin' and the wind is blowin'
Today's story sinks in the loam
I was here all day but I never felt alone
I'll be back in the morning when again the whole thing starts
You can leave all your sorrows, your worries & your snark
And meet me tomorrow at the neighborhood park
(Swear this bitch, she came back just to haunt me in my dreams, she dead)
(Yeah, In my dreams, she dead)
(Lets go)
Say you know me bitch
You dont even know me son
I be on my shit but i dont tell like anyone
M340 when im crusing on No Hesi runs
Gota 40 on my side like bitch you better run
Took a T-break now im back
Bitch im on my shit
Yeah, we got tools yeah we got gats
I'm a rockstar bitch
Got Givenchy on my hat
I got rockstar clothes
Got these but hes on my lap
I got hella hoes
Got a foreign bitch she bad
She in Venice now
Performance headrd to her camp
She a tennis gal
Pull up in all black like a Vamp
Pick her up we out
She's mine her necklace got a stamp
Yeah she gon' fuck me now
Say you know me bitch
You dont even know me son
I be on my shit but i dont tell like anyone
M340 when im crusing on No Hesi runs
Gota 40 on my side like bitch you better run
Took a T-break now im back
Bitch im on my shit
Yeah, we got tools yeah we got gats
I'm a rockstar bitch
Got Givenchy on my hat
I got rockstar clothes
Got these but hes on my lap
I got hella hoes
(Swear this bitch, she came back just to haunt me in my dreams, she dead)
(Yeah, In my dreams, she dead)
(In my dreams, she dead)
Boom bap, escupiendo plomo en cada track, solo rap real golpea la instrumental, con frialdad
si insultas mi cultura me transformo en un Berseker sin cura con mano te llevo a la sepultura,
puto judas sin escusas difusas al triángulo de las bermudas, sin fugas son épocas oscuras,
yo como la luna solitario no pido ayuda, solo rapear me salva de esta dictadura
Como Pierre no das una, nacen de la bruma de mi pluma por que rapeo sin ataduras,
el retorno de lo clásico indomable como un puma, no me adapto a las tendencias, no practico esa tortura
vivo cada dia como si fuera el primero
Y como si fuera el último
Pero todo tiene un pero
La realidad destaca cuando menos quiero
y es que hay odio que se ata y muchos pobres con dinero
busco el equilibrio
Ni falta ni exceso
Siendo preso del consumo
Y verdugo de mi tiempo escaso
Como el agua clara, como el aire puro
como un lugar seguro
cuando un ronin se abre paso
porto la llum que va sortir de les tenebres
protestes o celebres
es millor donar que rebre
així que dono
i porto rap ben fresc per si tens febre
fluïnt per Espanya com el riu Ebre
avui vinc am el fénix
i vull veure com bull com camp de tennis
per criticar-me pots menjar-me el penis
per mi com si ve Zeus com si ve Artemis
per molt que em cremi
aqui nunca matareis a Kenny
musica dura
fruto de materia gris árbol de materia oscura
si el dolor ajeno os cura
yo sigo mi camino solito con mi locura
mientras se me acaba el tiempo y dicen que es el que lo cura
Have you ever mauled the prey?
Well I am so damn good at tennis
Will the cat come back the very next day?
I feel like a total goner
How long till we fall in love?
Don't do coke, I don't blow niggas
I don't tell niggas, I show niggas
And it's never less than like four niggas
Four wings and some french fries
Hot sauce and ketchup nigga
He telling and he hiding
But real niggas'll still catch a nigga
Cop-cop 'Raris, I don't test drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town, no gun laws
Broke bitches that talk shit
Now them the bitches I stunt for
Malcolm X daughter came at me
Lookin' ass niggas ain't happy
Rolled out with some Latin Kings
And some eses in them plain khakis
Smack bitches, no smack cam
Closed fists, no back hands
Pop-pop pussy on a hand stand
They suckin' dick like it's band camp
Call-call-call Web and then call Nitty
Queens niggas in it's all hoodies
Kidnappin' and then rob niggas
Call D-Roc for a biggie
Pussy-ass lil' rap niggas
I fucked with real trap niggas
Pop star, icon
But I send niggas come snatch niggas
I'm with EBK, you on EBT
Got a black nine, call it BET
School niggas, get a GED
And I tease niggas, make em B-E-G
Got a money fetish, I'ma fly to Venice
Got a big house I can play some tennis
Lil Herb, what's good?
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
Bitch I'm out that Boot Camp Clicc
I got my rifle and my rocks see. (2X)
Mystikal......
Took is a Canadian syllable.
10. Jimmy Rifle, I told you so.
11. Tennis skirt for tennis elbow.
12. For one night and one night only
13. Apache Ramos leading the airlift
14. of all boys who have forsaken me
15.
Wait i ball harder than tennis,
Tell bitches to lace they tennis.
Tryna hop on every beat &
Be gagging at all the crickets!
I'm active
Went out and I came home with an actress
I told her I was done with all the madness
Then she found a (click) under my mattress
I'm active, I'm active, I'm
Active, oof
That back's got me doing backflips
I'm wavey, I'm Swayze, I'm Patrick
Tennis, tennis, tennis, tennis racket
I'm active, I'm active
I'm PG, I'm dead cool
Vodka and Red Bull
Superhero, Deadpool
Learn a lesson, boy, get schooled
Crush you out, I'll X you
Fuck you and my ex too
I ain't talking about my ex-wife
I'm unique, I'm special
I'm active
Tennis racket, racket, racket, racket, racket
Tell me, whose coat is that jacket?
I'm not him
Oh no I can't relax
You don't have my back
Now I can't go back
Put my trust in you
When it rained close matched
Tennis chains matte black
80k whole racks
Stupid bitch look at him
Finna start a war
Don't know what to do
Look at you
You do what you want
Fuck up at the room
Look at him
Give you what you want
I would put that drum on a pussy nigga anyone
Think I want a son with you but you acting single huh
About to put that drum on you Smith & Wesson Nia Long
Out her looking dumb with you kick it like you Lee or sum
Stash house turn to trap house if you rat you won't be safe to leave
Dummy capper camp out on the low you gone be eighth degree
I'm the shit I wrap out don't you play with me a major league
Break my heart your grandpa gone have round up on his favorite trees
Smoke me about a half ounce with my bitch and that's my quarantine
I won't ever tap out if you show me you won't ever leave
But you fully cap I don't wear hats I'm not a noble steed
Suck me up for breakfast when I wake up then you've got to leave
Dancing with the devil on a daily have me about to leave
Hay hay hay
Ok
I'm not him
Oh no I can't relax
You don't have my back
Now I can't go back
Put my trust in you
When it rained close matched
Tennis chains matte black
80k whole racks
Leave me alone
Stupid bitch
Baw Glaw leave me alone
D.o.n.t ever fuckin pass tho
Camp it out mothafuckas call me lazlo
And she say, "Yes I do"
Ain't had it great
So pops butter with the NYU
Three semesters in, she calls her dad
She says I'm through (Dad I can't do this)
Distracted by the one who's
Distracted by the afters (Rich)
Distracted by the Gerrys
Distracted by the rappers (Sheesh)
Distracted by the Leos
Distracted by the actors (Ha ha ha)
Distracted by the bright light
So life is movin' backwards (Woo, ayy)
You snapped dawg me and Bobby playin' tennis
Ha, they ain't ready for that shit
They ain't ready for that shit
Take it back, take it back like this
Yeah, all I do is rhyme
All I do is get this money
All I do is grind (Ayy)
Play shows and chill with honeys
All I do is shine (Ayy)
Tour the world, ain't it funny?
La France est en train de devenir
Un grand tournoi de tennis
Il y a des policiers partout à l'entrée
Et sur le terrain des ramasseurs de balles
Ace bien normal ?
Brothers by blood
Mates by choice
Heart as big as a flood
Shy inside, yet full of voice
Baby Jordan who ate everything
Charismatic person who made tons of Elo friends
Squash, soccer, hockey, table tennis
Rugby, surfing, skateboarding, snowboarding
What more can this natural sportsman accomplish
CBC to Woodlands, bumpy road ahead
Big ladies man
Until he met bear
Pork chop
Greengot gadagut give a dog a bone
Shiny shoes man
Sarah blew up his mind, oh boy huh!
Now you want a front
Might cop some pounds from that nigga can't little bro me
I been balling niggas broke Derek Rose knees
You been fucking up ya bag niggas Miles Bridges
Took a L can't say I didn't
Grab my Glock and mind my business
Thinking bracelet thinking tennis
In the backseat smoking killer ….
You been fucking up ya bag niggas miles bridges
Thinking bracelet thinking tennis
In the back seat smoking killer
In the back seat smoking killer
Oh let me guess you fell out with ya plug now you wanna shop with me
Oh let me guess you tired of fucking bums
wan' fuck with a G
Oh let me guess niggas going broke no more PPP
You said a zip for what?
Boy, I'm really rich, I'm not just playin' rich
I'm not just sayin' shit, I got all kinda shit (huh?)
I just told my jeweler make my tennis match my earrings (do that)
Sober in this bitch, but we'll nut up like we off six beans (no cap)
Tell your ho stop callin' me, I come through when my bitch sleep
The house I grew up in cost thirty, I spent that on Van Cleef
Nigga, I'm for real rich, I am not for fun rich (uh-uh)
Electric new 580, fifty pointers in my son shit (facts)
I fly to London, blow a bag at Harrods on some nonsense
She tryna fuck, but I can't put my dick inside no bum bitch (can't do it)
Toledo bitch, she know who niggas is, still asked, "Who is he?"
Like you got your flow straight up out a cereal box
You a flint lock Im a Desert Eagle with the kick back
Your a coffee bean on the track and I'm like pure crack
Hitting every beat that I hop on with a bitch-slap
Bring the heat
Got a camp fire in my backpack
Only thing on my mind is go get it
Imma get mine better handle yo business
From the start to the finish
God as my witness
Money come and go back and fourth like tennis
Gotta spend some to win some
Unless you been dumb
And this is just a little wisdom
When I was young I admit I did some stupid shit
Tried to get the steak and lobster
Tired of all the soup and shit
Now I'm too legit
Hammer time full pressure
Haters think their better and fresher but they don't measure up
Tell tuck sitting ducks
What you waiting for?
Need a few 0's
Hit the party take a few hoes
Bitch I don't love you, Tell yo nigga take YOU HOME
I got my Georgia Peach
My big brudda fresh off a drill, we need some more bleach
My lil brudda running the field, he need some more cleats
Came up from none, You cant tell me you want this more than me
I ain't have no pot to piss
Fuck 12 they ain't stopping shit
Told that lil hoe to call me 3, just know I bang 6
And I won't miss shit on no drill, like I got aim assist
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She dont wanna talk, she just wanna walk on me cant say "don't got time," spent it all online buying clothes she don't need no ones going to see me
Ive got smile lines, from all the frowning I did when I was nine, summer camp US Open 2000 i'm no good at tennis
I can feel the let down I can feel the fanfiction addiction, roll my eyes mental eviction I can feel the let down I can feel the fanfiction addiction cross my legs it's good restriction
Dont call me again, I don't wanna be friends if i'm being honest dont call me again, I don't wanna be friends if i'm being honest
Are the suburbs safe?
Trap trap trap
Trap trap trap
Trap trap trap
Trap trap
Aye
This one here is for the trap (Trap)
This one here is for the trap (For the Trap)
When I be writing I be missing calls
That mean Im busy hit me back (Hello)
My bro will serve you like a tennis ball
If you just pull up to the shack (Pull up)
Youll probably spot us shooting craps (Seven)
You take a shot we shooting back (Aye)
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
I dont give a fuck when Im with my dawgs (Yea yea yea)
You come in here you know we strapped (Blaaat)
Before you pull up you should probably call (Yea yea yea)
We running plays quarter backing (Yea yea yea)
This one here is for the trappers (Aye)
This one here is for the trap (For the trap)
Trap trap
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
Trap Trap
This one here is for the trap (For the trap)
Trap Trap
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
Trap Trap
You know I got what you want (What you want)
Or bro probably got what you need (What you need)
You got to agree if you shopping with me (Shop shop)
Im in the streets till the coppers get me
How you busters want it (How you want it)
When they stop us they got nothing on us (Uh huh)
Except for this weed smell (Weed)
I aint finna walk through the details (Nope)
Cause these niggas be talkin like females
On the DL (Downlow)
But I try to be private (sshhh)
so everybody wont be in my problems (In my problems)
Sometimes you got to keep quiet (sshhh)
I dont even tell everything to my potnas (To my potnas)
But they got me (Got me)
They guilty by association (GBA)
You aint real boy we know you faking (Fake)
When you realer you aint got to say it
But I got to say this (Say what)
Its so deep when a G speak (Speak)
In my own league cause Im elite (Elite)
And Im holding the crown (Crown)
Cause my team the coldest around (Around)
So we finna take over yo town (Yo town)
Yea I been on the come up ever since I been holdin it down (Down)
Now when I get back to the west I bet they gon show me the loud (Loud)
If I get two they gon owe me a pound (Tex)
This one here is for the trap (Trap)
This one here is for the trap (For the Trap)
When I be writing I be missing calls
That mean Im busy hit me back (Hello)
My bro will serve you like a tennis ball
If you just pull up to the shack (Pull up)
Youll probably spot us shooting craps (Seven)
You take a shot we shooting back (Aye)
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
I dont give a fuck when Im with my dawgs (Yea yea yea)
You come in here you know we strapped (Blaaat)
Before you pull up you should probably call (Yea yea yea)
We running plays quarter backing (Yea yea yea)
This one here is for the trappers (Aye)
This one here is for the trap (For the trap)
Trap trap
I be really in the trap
Trap trap
I be really in the trap (In the trap)
Trap trap
I be really in the trap (For real)
Trap trap
For real
I be really in the trap (Trap)
really with the shit I aint got to cap (No cap)
I been rappin before this rap shit (Yea I have)
So I aint really got to rap (I dont)
Get you a brick or a ounce (For real)
Brick came with a stamp (Stamp)
Stick on me like a camp (Camp)
You aint tryna spend then you got to bounce (You got to bounce)
Nuke aint running out of pounds (Dont be hating)
Wet a nigga up get drowned (Drowned)
Come shop with me and takeover the town
Got shit for the low down (The low)
Im on the road out of town (Town)
Running through the money keep count (Run through it)
Man Im gon need a accountant (I need one)
Bitch I got white like a mountain, Alaska (I do)
Run you a play Im a tackle (Tackle)
What you need aint no hassle (Aint no hassle)
Keep me a tool tackle (Tackle)
Get you a bird Falcon (Bird)
Phone ringing like a Audi (A audi)
Big smoke thats cloudy (Smoking)
They know I really be trappin (For real)
The know I really be trappin (Nah For real)
Pull up on you Imma tax ya (For real)
Pull up on me you got action (Wassup)
No money I was ashy
Now Im trappin with a passion, Bear
This one here is for the trap (Trap)
This one here is for the trap (For the Trap)
When I be writing I be missing calls
That mean Im busy hit me back (Hello)
My bro will serve you like a tennis ball
If you just pull up to the shack (Pull up)
Youll probably spot us shooting craps (Seven)
You take a shot we shooting back (Aye)
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
This one here is for the trap (Yea yea yea)
I dont give a fuck when Im with my dawgs (Yea yea yea)
You come in here you know we strapped (Blaaat)
Before you pull up you should probably call (Yea yea yea)
We running plays quarter backing (Yea yea yea)
This one here is for the trappers (Aye)
This one here is for the trap (For the trap)
Yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea yea
Yea yea
Every day is a new day (new day)
Some things never do change (do change)
Back and forth like a mood swing (mood swing)
Paint changin' color like a mood ring (mood ring)
Every day is a new day (new day)
Some things never do change (do change)
Kickin' rhymes like I'm Bruce Lee (Bruce Lee)
Paint changin' color like a mood ring (mood ring)
We don't play with you little boys, no pederast
I'm the answer to a question you never asked
Married the rap game, I'm her better half
I'll bury your campaign, no Democrat
We all over the 'net like a tennis match
So if you show "love," I'll send it back
But if it's no love, I'll end it fast
Game, set, and match; we the defendin' champs
Name a better camp, I'll sit and wait
We'll murder your whole Camp - Crystal Lake
Don't go against the great, I'll eviscerate
You quick then claim insanity, they'll happily dismiss the case
I'm spittin' flames, melt ya ice, take ya Patek off
I'm too hype; it's true, I might need some Adderall
Man, listen; we can't kick it, this is basketball
After all, we don't need a goalie to get hands involved
Every day is a new day (new day)
Some things never do change (do change)
Back and forth like a mood swing (mood swing)
Paint changin' color like a mood ring (mood ring)
Every day is a new day (new day)
Some things never do change (do change)
Kickin' rhymes like I'm Bruce Lee (Bruce Lee)
Paint changin' color like a mood ring (mood ring)
Gran Coupe, hoppin' out like I'm Bruce Wayne
You on top but you fake like a toupee
And I don't mean shoes, but I got a pair of new J's
I'm talkin' .223s
Make your head change color like a new weave
I do mean turn your hair red - Lil Uzi
Couldn't care less to be the best, but I'm truly
One of the best in the game like I'm Drew Brees
Drippin' sauce like a pizza be
No free style, that's at least a G
Rappers seem to be tryin' to off themselves vis-a-vis
The pills and the lean that keep 'em comatose
If they overdose, you won't hear a Lil Peep from me
Th-the-th-the-th-that's all, folks!
She say she has morals and
That's never been her ways
She tell me 'bout how she's brought
Up she religious and she's saved
Mention a little money and
The whole thang change
Story is turned up around
She's another groupie
Tonight, tonight, let's party and bullshit
Alright, alright
Girl show me what you working with
Baby take this shot
What you got on girl take that off
Move a little closer
Tonight you fucking with a boss
This is dedicated to my
Niggas outchea getting it
Searching for a better situation
Than you living with i'm a testimony
Glad somebody gets to witness it
Now that I got off the hood
All I wanna do is
Party and bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit all I wanna do is party
And bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit
Like my nigga Biggie, party and
Bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit all I wanna do is party
And bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit
Party, bullshit, all I do is cool shit
Still wouldn't save a ho if I
Was preaching in the pulpit
Got a city broad, got a rude bitch
Got a 5 seven with a full clip
Didn't graduate but I made more money than a
Lot of niggas I went to school with
Up all night like a vampire
Burn trees like a camp fire
Every song I make jamming
Like a gun that can't fire
If I ain't hot, you a damn lie, doing shows
Every night
Pockets fat, Berry white, red eye
Every flight
A lot of interviews, cars with the 22's
Bottles in my sections and broads
With the Jimmy Choos
Hotel room full of tennis shoes, working hard
Making business move but all y'all
Think I do is
Party and bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit all I wanna do is party
And bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit
Like my nigga Biggie, party and
Bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit all I wanna do is party
And bullshit, party and bullshit
Party and bullshit
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