Lyrics:
P?
Who the fuck is Drizzy P?
Who the fuck is that lil youngin giving out game like a og
Why the fuck Lil Wayne sign em how he get feature wit the boy
Read the bottom, it's signed by The Joker
Lorena said I never can leave her
She'll sever my wiener I ever deceive her
F- that sh-, bi-
Give up my d-
and thanks to this angst
I done quit chicken heads cold turkey
And started slowly roastin' 'em
'Cause that's where most of my anger is based
Fuck your
remain that forever
In the same place my brother Wayne at forever
I'm a descendant of either Marley or Hendrix
I haven't figured it out 'cause my story
talking off
And getting egged on by A&Rs who, soon as your shit fallin' off, they walkin' off
And if you rappers diss us and ours just know that you dead
there was no Drake
Imagine if there was no Wayne
Would rappers be garbage? Would people be rappin'?
Will everyone still sound the same?
Man, nobody
(CashMoneyAP)
Yeah, yeah
Ain't heard a sound from the opps, they been put up
Better have them bitches out when they pull up
(That ain't DaBaby,
to all the real DJs out there
Cause I don't send my music
To no garbage DJs they get me
Woop-woop, that's the sound of da police
Woop-woop, that's
I wonder if you know what it means, what it means, and I wonder if you know what it means, what it means
She said she love me, don't know what that
be the same one that you run to?
It don't really make sense it's like tryna force the wrong piece in a puzzle
Sounds like a recipe for trouble
Oooh
(uh-uh)
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil' Weezy (Weezy, baby)
Switchin' it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck (yeah)
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
On my way
between you and another person
That’s how their ideas shift
They’ve been tryna shoot me down, but they don’t see what I see
I’m so persuaded by the sound
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
Check me, you ain't seeing no cape,
I still wonder the nature of that and,
By that, I mean the mission I'm gettin',
This city needs leaders, not
about the limelight
Compared to where I'm at now it sound alright
If not for my mom I'd be killed by circumstance
I ain't got nothing to show her I'm
Exactly as it sounds to you
What happens if it cascades to
A platform that I haven’t used
That outcome would be half the battle
Then they’ll have to walk in
that turned to dead flowers
I left them by your bed when it used to be ours
Yea, you sound like my ex
When you wrote me that text
And i'm not bout
covered by her fallen gown (ooh, ooh)
And all the lousy little poets
Coming round
Tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
Yeah, the white man dancin'
covered by her fallen gown (ooh, ooh)
And all the lousy little poets
Coming round
Tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
Yeah, the white man dancin'
that be looking so stupid
Getting in the fights at reunions
She used to be inspired by the writers, now she's tired of the biters
No desire for
not be playing Drake
We should not be playing Lil Wayne
I ain’t sayin that
I’m sayin we shouldn’t be following Soo
We should be dictatin something
We
niggas
If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time that you realized that it's goin'
I got proof if you support them then support me too
Shit I be mad if my city don't fuck with me
By the sound of it I'm the next big thing nigga fuck
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