Man it’s too many angels around me to be worried bout your evil plans We make mistakes but that’s just what it takes to be the man I sacrificed the rest of my life just to feed my fam They upped the price, and I rolled the dice out of either hand I didn’t get the memo, nobody told me the plan The N or the O, what part didn’t you understand? Hundred grand, I’m finna go honey ham Looking at these Uncle Toms point fingers like Uncle Sam, fuck em man I’m on fire, I am too hot for you light burners I might hurt you, my music slap you like Ike Turner Sit back and listen, I might learn you a thing or two I ain’t just saying fuck a nigga, look at what my finger do You can tell I been drinking coffee with no cream My life is a movie and you ain’t made it in no scenes They been sleeping on me and they still ain’t having no dreams But if you tryna rest I hit you with lyrical codeine
Lay down, relax Lay down, relax
They say get in where you fit in So everybody tried to make their space too small for me to fit my shit in But that’s cool, I ain’t tryna fuck your operation Fuck the initiation, what’s my obligation? And if I got to do something out of the ordinary Being part of your organization is sort of scary I’m not tryna be one of them dudes that’s always a thug Becoming a part of the haters that are starting to love Uh, open your eyes and smell all of this money You might suddenly realize you did all of this for nothing My spatula game will flip that shit that you fabricating Turn the track on and I’m back on, and now you’re back to hating I’m infatuated with bringing that shit up out a nigga It ain’t really a benefit if you gone doubt a nigga You acting like your style fell from the sky Good news is you got it from a hell of a guy
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