Lyrics:
K-Dot, pick up the phone, nigga
Every time I call, it's going to voicemail
Don't tell me they got you on some weirdo rap shit, nigga?
No socks
live
Them niggas don't want to scuff up they Jays so they do drive bys
The music that I'm into these days I think they call it vibe
Cause them niggas
the pavement
Couldn't stick to the basics
I speak my mind in the music
And now I'm undisputed
Ain't no red lights
At broad day light
I'll pop a nigga like I'm
that pussy open for me, I'm just tryna see
We ain't doin' no drive-by's, my niggas hoppin' out on feet, nigga
These niggas claim they smackers, not
Fuck Jay Z, he's broke and I smoke daily
Baby, let's be friends
Friends, where's my niggas' at, come on y'all
No need to front, let's be friends
But this is where I'm from
3-2-1 I can't cum
No other way
No way, no how
You know the bowwow do it Long Beach style
To the fullest young nigga
hitter I go I go hard with it
I work all year losing ain’t an option
Rae Sremmurd on me oh how I do it
I ain’t got no type I love makin’ the music
The same
No love don't come in handy
Niggas ain't loyal I got females showing me they panties
Throw me any ball ima catch it I feel like Randy
Went ghost
winning niggas winning
Yeah I'm on in this bitch who
Hating cause they can't get on
I'm looking for the same run Jay
Z and Dame went on baby and Wayne
for his sauce bitch I'm real different
I ain't Jay-Z, nigga but I'm big pimpin'
This nigga mad cause my swag and his bitch listening
Sometimes it feel
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
say" shit
Unless he say she said she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit' me get shot up (brrat, brrat)
I do a Cali' style drive-by
ain't got no game
Fuck sex, bitch, I'm gettin' checks
I'm lookin' at yo calendar, nigga, what's next?
It's empty, there's nothin' on the schedule
You
dem racks
Y'all niggas ain't toting no straps
Y'all niggas don't want no war
Y'all niggas don't want my goons
Came around by your front door
But that
to Jay-Z and just refuse some
That nigga go hard in the paint
And im tryna make it there
So I go off the brain cuz I know ill make it there
And I got
niggas
Close one and aim, Fetty Wap's eye to you niggas
Ain't it a shame? (Ain't it a shame, it a shame, oh, no)
Another lost one runnin' again
(You
Cause nobody's watching you
Like Queen Latifah's talk show
And as far as being just another rapper
That's over
I'm the Jewish Jay-Z, the Hebrew Hova
Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me
way that I'm letting you win
Half of these rappers shady they never phase me
I ain't here making no friends
Lately, I'm feeling like jay z cause my aim
of people called it last year
So you know you know how Jay-Z said he
Wasn't going for the charts
On Um, Deaf Auto tune
Like I wasn't going for like
Mix tape
a cup nigga
Pour out some liqour for my niggas who ain't livin on the surface
After the bottle we load our clips and put in work
Block shit
stay in
Trey Day, Nuski
I done lost real day ones playin' in these yellow lines, you hear me?
I'm the biggest, ain't no CEO or OG over me, nigga, I'm CEO
ring
I don't care what they saying about me
I ain't gon' let the hate break me
I'ma run up the Billy like Jay-Z
I got the sauce I'm gravy
I gotta get up
Doug Fresh! (one, two, three, come on!)
[Jay-Z]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love 'em all, but none of y'all
Is
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