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Blah Blah Blah… Yada Yada Yada… (Can People Please Finish What They Sayin’)

By Twenty-Something DJ Franklin

(c) 2022 Raymond F. Quinton

Woke up

don’t got shame?

You startin’ problems, you getting lame

Wait till its coming, wait till The Change


Judging me by my perspective

She look in

Normally, a little brother wouldn't find his other with a bloody wrist
cnd that was only middle school and there it just begins
You think I'm falling to my

are cool and nights are warmer
‘Coz all this cold creating darkness
And my mind is like conspiring with the sky to leave a brother motherfuckin’

There's nothing I won't do to go out and achieve my dreams
If I gotta cut you off then Imma do it by all means 
Fucking pussy they ain't like me they just

What the fuck Tat Tat Tat
That's my brother & I love em 
Wrong or right I'm gon ride 
Got it tatted on my stomach 
But my city on my back 
Life with

for the why I gotta stop it, pop it, okay now I'm geekin'
Double Rolls back to back wit', on my Cain and Abel tip
But I could never cross my brothers

Week forty something
Ay Dizz you right on time with this one
Hope y'all enjoyed that Wu-Tang Hulu series shit
(My Brother Dizz Made This)

Yo

this shit is meant to be
Thanks for listening, I hope that y'all relating too
And y'all ain't bothered by a little truth

[Hook]
So hello
Yeah so hello

I knew this song by that crew Mobb Deep
So I used it, my brother produced it, new shit
Set me up so I could flow like a cruise ship
And tell this

momma and my brothers in need
Now shall I proceed to prove everybody wrong
In the studio going strong in my own zone
Memos filled of verses, got albums in

Laroi
And you can keep them 360 deals that shit is null and void
Need enough to feed my brothers, make sure they all employed
But not so much that it

of a sudden
All of a sudden

No be today my people dey suffer
No be today
I say e don tey my people dey suffer
If na by hardwork
Poor man go get money
Poor man

by the threes
I be be busy showing love while they taking shots at me
Mmm mmm mmm
I pull up forty on my wrist real quick
Lil shawty with the hits like

didn't have brothers
But called me nephew
Pen a paper on his lap
Sunglasses and an old cap
Face full of wrinkles
The dude looked like a map
But every story

back 
I'm tight as hell with his brother 
I'm making songs with his cousin 
He send me beats like it's nothin
Rest in peace to Chicago 
I need my wine

the pills I be bopping
Niggas stay plottin
I know they watching
I just stay cool no reason to flex
Why?
Cause his brothers gone hit him up
Put some bread

choose to do
Leave ya crew subdued
By this Big SuB dude
Depending on his mood
You dudes look like Food
And I'm starving!
Top of the food chain and imma

go with your move don't think this a lick 
I'm one of the ones that's on the front line
Handling business and not wasting time 
I run by myself cuz

enough dues
Living on ill street so I had nothing to lose
But to prove, burn paper
Like the brothers of youth
When my future go up in smoke
Like a pack

on the wrong court
How we gone grow together if we ain't got no rapport?
I caused my own problems I put my feet to the furnace
Instructed by wise brothers that's

THE FUCKS GOOD!?
 
Supply and demand only the best filth
Clients want quality Cambodian breast milk 
I'm the Mufuckin' man blown by these fresh milfs 
While

(RIP)[00:31.06]He told me he wish he had been with me more so I'd be by his side[00:33.59]Lying in his casket, Bed rolled[00:35.74]He thinking himself

in the clip when I'm aimin
Yh I get tired of the noise I been tryna contain it
Keepa Rasta by my side know mi roll wit Jamaicans
Been stamped it since