Lyrics:
I try to tell em but they bein difficult
Can't take me serious watch me belittle you
Lemme get to em by makin it lyrical
If words hurt more then let
No more crocodile tears in this bitch
I'ma be a young king and get certified rich
I only quit addictions, I ain't calling it quits
All the times I'd
Came up from nothing but that is my family
This for the bros who got raised by they grannies
This for the bros who talk right to my face
And they never
Got me in the mood and I'm ready to go oh
Feeling out the groove and you already know oh oh
I'm a disco baby
I was born to dance
I'm a certified
Why you actin' like you trappin' when you blatantly not
You just baitin' at your vehicle and makin' it hot
I got zedz of the raw and I got flake by
yellow, like mexico
Got shot by hollywood
They caught me chilling
With the demons
That they sent to fuck with me
Certified, real stepper, so you bet
I
Hoes wanna fuck, haters wanna hate
Certified sack boy, black Ronald Reagan
Double M, no longer that Buick Regal money
Nickel bag niggas so don't make
Certified quality
A dat de gyal dem need and a cry for everyday without apology
Buck dem de right way, dat a my policy
Sean de Paul 'longside
By way of love's express
Sending this message out to you
With time and preciousness
Hopin', prayin', oh, it's got to get through
Honey, I miss you
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
puff, puff give
No nigga, roll up your own shit
I'm a certified pothead
So you never got that ass while my eyes red
Cali weed got me higher than
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
Suka Suka baby I ain’t out here rappin for fun
When weigh my weed out weigh that shit by the ton
I ain’t even on the court but still ball like lebron
on the dashboard
I got all this speed and didn't ask for it
I'm certified anywhere like a passport
Hey hey
We gone drown em'
By bringin' more waves than Cali
I'm in
aiming the sky
Started from the bottom but I came a long way from just getting by
All praise to CHRIST
Eating fettuccine lobster got me nice
Nice
Copped
and they modify
They see how I'm comin' they terrified
You can ask round the city I'm certified
Don't entertain haters I'm occupied
Dead presis what I really
To the homies geng
To the homiez
To the homies feeling lonely by the weekend
Holla at cha boy, come hit me with a DM
You keep it up inside, don't
walking and talking chemist set
Certified vet grown folk talking quiet on deck
Gain my respect keep it one trillion this how I feel
No genre you in
the coop like I already owned
Certified dripper, think a nigga tried to clone me
Drive by shooting drop you and yo homie
You and yo homie
Hmm money
These
up in a circle, Not break it up
Better all said this certified's what I mean my jeans cut differently
I'm clothed by realer seems. Turbulence
bark at marks you can see the
Streets spark certified crack dealers
Surrounded by street sharks
2 whips 50 grand This difference
Prison mentality so
feel like I can get struck by lightning
Cuz I be flying wings not included
You would have to like Kush if you ever tried to do it
That's why I write
in the air yeah yeah
Magic my nigga I'ma certified winner
I'll eat you niggas up y'all niggas certified dinner
Ya man don't wanna see me he better
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