Lyrics:
nervous, my m.f.c. at ya service
[rock]
Yo, I got ya rap sissy fags under pressure
Shake it like earthquake, richter scale couldn't measure
Who let the,
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
permanent
Don't you think by now the number one spot I'm not concerned with it
The course of rap I'm turnin' it
Back to that good old fashioned way
permanent
Don't you think by now the number one spot I'm not concerned with it
The course of rap I'm turnin' it
Back to that good old fashioned way
just not Finna be known.
ZEUS
chh...Begin the script i need witnesses/
For this penmanship or is it listenership/
Let it sink either way i rock
now they wanna ride
(And) now they wanna slide, blow bali in the ride
But it's only room for this cali by my side
And Cali by my side when I'm fuckin
dough in the whip
Uh keep it confidential
If the blocks hot then we rock the rental
Ride thru slow in a continental
Everybody show me love cuz I got
it happen
By not tryin just high fiving n not buying it just selling product
Maybe if I rap without my conscience
I'll be rocking like a comet n not
Now it's just kind'a common to hear these people go off on me like I'm fuckin' Madana
But at least with my fans, I never let 'em down
Barely just where
play it like they hate you but they really need ya
Alright let's get it
Aww
Yeah
David took my .25, got a 9 milly
Imma chase the figures till its 9
and again, and again without a doubt
It's the gangster boogie, the earthquake sound
Pump it up and play it so they hear it all around
I do it up rough,
Standing strong, as they slanging stones
AT MY SOUL
But let he without sin
Cast the first
I know that it hurts, when your own brother
Is the one that
on her breast
I done been there and did it (I done been there and did it)
Ten years without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee fitted
1990-Raw I showed you
the rock all we need is Kevin hart now
Bones been dryin up they was in the river months now
Trump don’t give a fuck white people think he'll help now
You
to the top
Like Kevin Rudolph
You know I let it rock
My rappings kinda fine
Apple watch to tell the time
The charts I will climb
My words are always mine
killing the economy And building their monopolies
Man I've had it with this radio rap
I respect a mans hustle but don't Play me all that
G I've heard it all
around but now he’s singing without it
And those of you that been spouting that Hip-Hop has advanced
Into trap, mumble rap and we just stuck in the past
aunty
Oh, you think I came to party, it ain't that party
I did a one-man step, fuck it, kamikaze (uh)
What's beef?
Beef's when Kevin can't walk in
verbreiten und Pisse erzeugen
Kool Savas!
Doch lässt es zu!
You don't want it with
Mir oder meiner Crew, Ich fick alle Idioten mit einer Line und zerreiß
who say they strapped
They be killing someone every rap
In real life I hope it never comes to that
They infiltrate for views and likes
I fall back
don’t gotta practice
It’s up, send shots, i ain’t writing no captions
Let’s get this shit Brackin, let’s get this shit lit
Let’s get this shit cracking,
embedded with the veterans
Pros, I sever ya head at the show
Let it cook on the stove
You can call me Escole
Mastermind on my grind
Stringing up a body
of 'ya
A rap burglar, false media
We don't need it do we?
It's fake that's what it be to 'ya, dig me?
Don't believe the hype
Don't believe the hype,
knock it, that's law
It's all about the re-up and the profit, that's law
Can't be in the club without no bottles, that's law
We gon' ball today fuck
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