Please to my demo listen to my demo Please listen to my
A nigga told me the record company's the The artist is the hoe, the is the corner And the is the trip, goddamn
young nigga You can't I'm just one nigga Goddamn, gotten bigger, intellect superior in a room and make the whole interior inferior
If you look me in my you might fuck around And loose control of your mind, and your soul Grab a hold, on the microphone What you think, if you wink, I'll you itch think
Did you blink, did you ever drink your own matter? enema, this ain't no cinema All praises due to the For this man here, can't no nigga stand near
True, of the W What you wanna do, I got the red and the Show me one nigga dedicated to I'll show you ten niggas dedicated to
Record company traps settin' decoys Just to young b-boys a cup full of yak, studio contact Maniac with a
turn up the bass and the motherfuckin' treble About to do a deal with the for my vocal level Bullshit points, plus he to rub it in And take all my publishin',
Do I it up the rectum just to rock the spectrum? up a right arm, just to do a form? Hell no, all you motherfuckers gon' leave this limpin' No more, record pimpin'
No more, no more record company No more, no more record pimpin' No more, no more record company No more, no more, no more, no
You pimpin' me, uh uhh, uh uhh I pimpin' you, uh uhh, uh uhh I wanna be free, I just wanna be free So what we do? Can I holla at you, holla at you?
You ain't me, please listen to my demo I ain't you, please listen to my demo I just wanna be free, I just be free So we gonna do? Can I holla at you, holla at you?
keep it simple It went from Please to my demo To Get your ass out my presidential it's essential 'Cause the record companyll your ass in a rental
If you let 'em, you to behead 'em Contracts you never read 'em, CEO's you met 'em to an attorney, Bernstein and Burney Nigga, that's his lawyer, ain't got for ya
Treat ya like they employ ya, I'm a you in the ass like a Georgetown Hoya When they ignore ya calls, you got to hold your a motherfucker slippin' in bathroom stalls
And then you show 'em that you a rookie Let 'em know you'd rather have More points than more pussy, turned bookie Now how the I get in so much debt, goddamn, we just met
He said, to the rap game Motherfucker be and broke Before he whats happenin' You can be the and fuck women I'ma just play ya back and keep
No more, no more company pimpin' No more, no more company pimpin' No more, no more record pimpin' No more, no more, no more, no
You pimpin' me, please listen to my demo I ain't pimpin' you, please to my demo I just wanna be free, I wanna be free So what we gonna do? I got to at you, holla at you
You ain't me, uh uhh, uh uhh I ain't you, uhn uhh, uh uhh I wanna be free, I just wanna be free So what we do? I got to holla at you, holla at you
It went from Please listen to my To Get your ass out my It went from Please listen to my To Get ass out my limo
It went from Please to my demo To Get your ass out my It went from listen to my demo To Get your ass out my
Mamas, let your kids grow up to be rappers Unless you tell them if they get in this business They better learn business or they gon' get fucked as that, simple as that