Lyrics:
written for the people by yours truly
I seen niggas come under me and
Blow up and I'm still jealous
So this year I'm stayin'
Prepared like meal preppin'
Dominate rap artist
Never spoke on a bluff
Down and I'm hard
When I'm rockin' I'm smooth
I get a trophy for mostly doin' b-Boy moves
Affiliated
As I'm writing this, I'm about to turn seventeen
Jan 5th could we put down all our weapons please?
A long shot I know but you don't ask you don't get
it comes to protecting mine
I'm a brother you can call over zealous
And I lust and thrust out my staff and wet
Till the motherfuckin' rains get jealous
come and get me
Look my flow chart deadly
Get it poppin like confetti
This a lesson
Art of war
Sun Tsu Makavelli
Fat Joe said they envy
When they jealous
[Intro]
Yea
Jealous niggaz and bitches
Yea
This for y'all
Uh uh
[Verse 1]
So many of us, envy us
Enough to just make a fly bitch bust
we can't never flock down
We gotta keep on striving, we got to get a lot of cash
We got to burn a lot of rubber, so they can be fucking jealous
Yeah,
For the funky beats I made I get for my grade
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, I can't hang with you
Cause I'm from Oakland, bitch, where the game is
ina whack? ina whack yack? yickatiekatie yack yack
to all the jealous people stand back
'cause rap's on track? let me beat play through
no time
and fuck you up
People got jealous and they turned on us
Like Imma beg to be around
Y’all niggas is nuts
So it’s clear sometimes you got to get
you get demonized
They call you a dick on twitter
My n**** that means
You boutta get circumcised
By the cancel culture
Ya’ll a bunch
us
Who's with us and who's straight jealous
Chickens jealous, Sir Fly, I peep with third eye
I wink em with the eye as I casually drive by
And I don't understand why
Yes, you are now rockin' with the best
I don't do White music, I don't do Black music
I make rap music, for hip hop
And I don't understand why
Yes, you are now rockin' with the best
I don't do White music, I don't do Black music
I make rap music, for hip hop
I am dragger that is by nature
Niggas beside me like we are neighbors
Tryna go far as the hustle gone take us
Need the green paper with the blue
I feel like lil skies
Letting life fly by
Smoking loud blowing clouds
Havin The time of my life
Not letting hate rattle my happiness
Gonna stay
They say raps dying, (facts)
But I don't think so, just did a diss,
This is a track you don't wanna miss,
Or you will fall into an abyss,
Word
You know I was inspired by The Rza
UH
I came to set it off
No matter what you ain’t ready for
Live through my music forever more
I’m the Clever
to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some
to motherfuckers, who ain't go no cake
When you all fucked up, and can't get no break
When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it
Be on some
Livin in your dads' garage
Oh? you got an audi on the streets
Didn't say it was your dads on beat?
Why you lyin on your rap sheets?
Is something
jealous by the looks im catchin
I hate dumb skeezers, MC beater
Dropped five grand on my big wad meter
Smooth like ice, dont get nice
Just turn up the box
to Thai-one suits
And clientele, I'm drinking Ballentine L in hell
So Redman rock well before our record sell
Then my moms crib was jacked by the jealous
a leg up on this cosmic being
I get it cracking unleash the kraken and you die by my hand
I give you static I'm Virgil Hawkins to make motherfuckers
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