Lyrics:
Dippin' the four though, double X 3-D Polo
If hip-hop was the league, I'd be the motherfuckin' logo
Your last shit was so-so, you should sign
of marbles on the motherfuckin' table
And I'm tellin' a motherfucker you touch my shit and I'm flashin'
Understand my shit, the situation is way damn real
hey (you know the routine)
Mike Amiri put a hole in my jeans
I ain't playin', in a whole 'nother league
Go to Philly, then I go to Reddys
Then I
This is the remix
League of Starz
Trend on the beat
Ayy, ayy, bitch, try this
Guaranteed to turn a square to a bi bitch
You ain't down,
face
With all that talkin'? You don't
Even have to try
You're cool enough to hang with me tonight
Lookin' at the table, yeah
I see the reason why
Baby,
when you playing my game, it's not wonder that you shooting bricks
Keep it pushing, please, you are not in my league (nah)
I'm independently doing
I've nothing left to give
You never call me now at all
You brush it all under the table
To see how you might feel
Bridge
Are you out of my league
at my face
Romantic talking? You don't even have to try
You're cute enough to fuck with me tonight
Lookin' at the table, all I see is weed and white
Yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yeah
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Let's go
This shit ain't for the weak (nah)
Grab the scuba gear 'cause this shit get
when winnin' was not an option
The system we compete against is farm to table hand
Pickin' them ingredients, civil disobedience
Encyclopedia,
account
Identity
The league of youth
Coming backward at me
Thirty Frames a second
Say who you are
Go back to father
Father where's my food?
You
material, Ivy League scholar
Had a Ph.D., had an M.B.A.
But now he's waiting tables cause their's rent to pay
Companies downsizing, inflation's rising
the order was insipiration
And ain't no disrespect to the masons
But you try to keep secrets then it leads to speculation
Only those in league with Satan
account
Identity
The league of youth
Coming backward at me
Thirty frames a second
Say who you are
Go back to father
Father where's my food?
You
Different league (league)
I'm on a whole different level (level)
You know you're gone clear
When you no longer care about whips and kettles (kettles)
I
goals away from winning the league, I'm in the league
Like Amir Khan I'm calm, this is a breeze
Even if Mayweather sleighs two coals, I'm Santa
Give
But I teach them all new tactics
Tell my teachers to please fact check
Read the paper over breakfast
At a table for one
There’s a train off in
bread what you done for you bludclart mum
Wait,
I ain’t like dem, I walk that talk,
I’m in a different league
Fiends… all on me, supply that drop
We
a different league wit this
Merging in your lane
A get me nothing
The HOV lane
Wit my peoples should tell you something
A whole lotta talking
No time for
Backwoods of gelato Hope and pray I don’t get cancer
My plug threw me a brick I ran it back like Dora Danner
Ouu
I’m way out yo league Ouu
This oyster
cause I'm the youngest
I don't bring heat up to the table
I made the table I run it
Now go and tell Artist up in the game
How we coming nigga
Rasha
We
can wait upon my table anytime
She was poetry in motion
Stiletto heels and nylons she moved up to the table
I could see she had a burger with my fries
the baddest
I know she out My league but i got 40 if she gon let me smash it
Since i can't afford no designer fashion
She overlook my broke Workin ass for them
know about a round table, when you got a couple squares sitting
I've been feeling like King Arthur, if you ain't loyal I ain't fucking with ya
Told my ex
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