Lyrics:
Fight me, hate me
Lil' pissy, don't test me
Wan't some respect?
Grown ass man, come take it
Or take that L
Don't make me get punchy
Backstab, sucker
y'all ain't hatin'
(Some people hate) Don't tell me niggas is hatin'
(Some people hate) Uh, nah, you know what I think?
(Some people hate) I think
rapping style.
Have the freaks in the crowd, going wild.
For when I spit my rhyme, I just don't quit.
Grab the microphone, and just make me rich.
It
You'll be dead before the morning
I'll be dancing on your history
I'll make history
(You know I'm gonna make)
I'll make history, yeah
Beyond the cameras
Just tell them it's up from here
Baby don't got no fear yeah
Don't know what you was told
But let me just make it clear yeah
I can be what you want
of everything that I'm told
Try to put me in a box, already in a globe
So I don't get offended by the thinking of the old
Where I'm at is where I go,
still pop out wit tool
Like bob
All black wit that 30 installed
Lil nigga don't trip dont crawl
L that's what they take when they fall
What you want I
away
Tell the homey I would meet him by the spot
Woke up in the morning feeling like night and day
Coming at me then believe you getting got
You don't
the trapping
I swear that we gon make history
Ya got ya eyes on the gucci and prada but
I got my eyes on the victory
I bet they not gon say nun
Bout tats
the car wants to try and get involved,
Yeah, then you make her say the tone,
Puppy love now, I'm like give a dog a bone,
Shut me up how? I can breathe
that I do swear I elevate
Never go back gotta prosper
Bob and weave like a boxer
Drank don't make me move slow I move faster
Keep a gun but I don't
again like a glove
I went and missed on the sound, I couldn't catch me a break
So i don’t think y’all heard me or the the point that i had to make
So I
signature
The bugs are back
Ring's so heavy, I can't answer the phone
I don't want to kill them
Shut up, I don't want to kill anybody
Put the gun down,
Hey, ooo
I like this
Aye, aye, aye
I'm trying to clearly see
Why you want let us
Have our own thing, every
Time we start prospering
You come with
let's make memories- this is black history-
This side that side- wave yo hands like this when I shoot I don't think miss- knew it since our first kiss
I'ma get it back now, uh
From the cage of the stage
They don't know the songs, can tell by the way that they rage, uh
I'm faced by the shade they
started slangin' that they don't know me
I got my hustle on, learned to ignore what couldn't pay me
Lately I've been tryna make a billion, can you play me
Boys in the hood boys in the hood
Got two in the front as
I roll through the trap
Blunts rolling em up, shit pouring the Yak
I don't fuck with these
the best there is
Twice as African as KRS is, who want to test this
Fuck y'all you don't impress me and no one can test me
An Emcee so ill, I got AIDS
It’s so funny you don’t think that you are good enough for me
But I’m locked in
My future but the rest is history
Thinking bout you
Got me zoning
I
can barf
At my birthday, someone put on Paul McCartney
I said "Fuh you, don't spoil my party"
No one wants anymore of The Carters
We only want Jay-Z
Right now I'm lit I say, bitch, I'm high as shit
Don't blow my high, I swear you gon' make me pissed
Can do bad all by myself, but I prefer to send
to the bank, like a running back
Ol' girl broke my heart, now she running back
Ooh girl, move girl, i don't want you back
New girl, my boo, k. she gon throw it
every night everyday
Just wanna see you move
Every whine every way
You make me feel good
Be like I don see gobe
Your ex don't want no smoke
When he see me
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