This for all you niggas Thinkin' I'm too scared to respond To these angry ass niggas throwin' stones at a don I mean, honestly, it's like bubble bath to a pond Gram polkin' every shirt, Hordio and Quran They all wanna know my take on it I ain't got one, ask around Real niggas know They seem to settle where the metal is Fuckin' between, then the rules on both sides Papered on limousine, what? Tint darker than killas dreams Heavenly motifs, the devil stay tryna intervene Fuck it! Be higher than Levine Then call my bitch up, lit like a light bulb But won't neva eva switch up Industry nigga calling my phone I rarely pick up Cuz all they talk about is what new rapper they sick of Then 3 months later I'm checking music on Fader And its him and the same rapper’s new record titled won't switch up (go figure) I won't feel 'em with yo hands It's a fact I'm on these tracks just doin' wheelies with no hands Niggas like to ask me like wassup with me and Wiz It was what it was, now it is what it is Me, Prez and Nick, no bags, meetin' up at the clear port Rumor has it me and Meek Mill fought at the airport Won't go in detail cause that ain't how I conrole But respect was the air result and at least he got down, tho That's more than I can say about a lotta these niggas These iFights I'm gettin' tired of, niggas Where the love? Fuck the subs! It's the hood Where we at, YG? We both responsible fo' bringin' this shit back, YG Fuck the money, fuck the crew, we need to chat, YG Both our first time on TV was together Remember that, YG? Ball's in yo court Either duck it or pass Buckets of blood or buckets of cash Ready either way, it's enough of that Snapbacks, no bucket hats No more free verses, where yo muthafuckin' budget at? I'd done put way too many niggas on fo' free That get deals off my buzz and get mad when I want my fee Homeboy, I could tell ya I neva hustled befo' Ya supposed to respect the connect, so the hustle keep gon' Fo' the connect disconnect everything you got going Shit, I can't blame you fo' not knowing Should just say that then The rap game would let a lay back in Finally forgave us fo' that shit that went down way back when It's about progression, we too rich for all this agression Bottles of bad bitches, now I feel the section Oh yeah, no tough shit, I ain't tryna be thug This ain't a mask on, cause deep down...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
