Sup Man let's fuck around a bit Let me get my phone, let me get my See what I got here Do like this
Population I be is zero If a prison out there that can fit me I could stay, I'd copulate her if she a C.O as she don't gossip, I get her saved by the bell You know that sloppy face, a crooked occupation I'm wearing a crooked belt I'm looking for Ali, to get my jockey straight Man I'm glad I got sober, I was out here 'bout to marry all the the doctor said, I nearly almost did it Five-nine is underrated, such an understatement Fuck, man I as well bury all the critics of buying chains, I'd rather buy a chain of WingStops Don't compare me to these lames, stop I up their venue, with a metaphor about myself The marque say the name, the make the marque pop Blocka-blocka player listen here, I ain't here to no games with you Outting career, like a meniscus tear I'm the same nickel, change little All I did was stop drinking, that's I found out I was rich in spirit I don't got too many memories of this industry, just bits and Of and me driving my whip impaired, like (Skurr!) Decisions, decisions, being made by the best the lyrics of the BMW stretch 7, the choice is yours We just formed a new called the, "Cut you off for nothing" crew And yes we open the road with less When Statik Selektah decided he let you have it me for a verse, you'll have to call to payphone the church And when it ring, probably let the reverend grab it Like "Aye, tell him time, Black Thought killed me man"
Real niggas real shit this year Ain't shit but the different spaceships to steer It ain't a real bitch who can resist this here Even fakes could see this real here, crystal
Yeah, real niggas doing real this year Pop off, it don't that you won the fight It just mean that you in the fight, probably don't even wanna You swinging at the fire, last violating got invited to a bottle bash with us You in the bitter denial, we won't link with you I the window on the Lincoln too, do the linking to all you "link in the bio" ass niggas And I may even hire hitters, trade your last for your last beating Get them bad people to smoke everything living in the of your fire ass Twitter The got my back right, and we glad y'all shining Let me repeat, we glad y'all But this year, we got the softest group of in the history of Blues, R&B, Soul For y'all to be so willing to be so off honest We're Black pride, I'm astonished, I'm a contact guy in the flag Ball climbing, it ain't a nigga from this era as as me I made a whole off survival for millions to see A nigga with a bottle, will and some brilliance beats for fulfillment, some children for peace I spent at least ten years drunk, do the impossible Which is try to walk on and not sink And that's I experienced the deep, that's something that I won't forget Now I can millions to see while I'm soaking wet God made in image of SpongeBob so I gotta ask y'all, did it soak in yet? I'm the top dog and without the SZA I up the spitters I feel like I'm Kendrick, we the control cause I'm heartless My soul beside all the way took over I'm searching for artists to to fill the void in my hollow trophy chest But fam, not associates, I'm so focused that Last night, swear to God I had a dream that I Beyoncé "no" Yes, no BS, tryna go to war with me is messing with the Soviets The lesson here is loud and You wrestle with the stove the stove is lit You'll hug your way to hell but you ain't shit