G:] 9th Wonder, G... It's classic ya'll
Yeah, give respect to the trigger I've been pushed that line grade school, a fool Since I touch down bitches wanna fuck now But can't get it, she got ass with a like... Pippen My pimping it ain't scared Got real estate there and hustle over here Dare a nigga try to take it he gone fake it til he it Shawty break em a bracelet, that's real talk, Yeah, don't you if you get caught You know if you do then you dead And now niggas in the hood trading cush for your mama throat But suck it up bitch with it, huh Ain't' no glitch in my computer, bangin for the gouda Paper plains no 'cause Yeah, I'm the driver and the the shooter and the I dare you mother get at me I dare you fuckers get out me, Yeah
See I grew up the blue team before there was a u-stream Seen a lot of niggas knocked out over shoes Rhyming on these beats since the 90s I'm a Here with this career until I'm in the here Classic with this mike like when he was blacker And you, you remind me of me when I was I read lines and drama like an actor But I'm so that you would think that I'm a rapper You think that I got in backwards? It really doesn't
Producer meets the rapper, the former I'm the latter Spacing out these bars so you can climb on I'm proof that you could still make loot and keep rhymes strong Burn out the industry as hot as my Be mainstream dream meets the of normalcy The of everything cool Still most likely to succeed 'cause there ain't right no
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