Medals
I deserve a
I deserve a
I deserve a medal
Neither wealthy or poor
Mama moved me out of the ghetto
Never had it easy
K, I had it easy a little
Life was like a dribble with a Smartie and a Skittle
This might be my first Grandpa since the death of my grandpa
I hate all you stuck up pussies acting like a tampon
Personal shit around the camp fire got my stamp on
I don't even know all you motherfuckers that long
Bump all that weak shit
Give me something I could rap on
Some wannabe shit like dry humping with a strap-on
Eve was fucking with apple way before the Android
I rock my own merch
Got me looking like a fan boy
Ooh
We go according to plan, boy
I hear you talking but we don't give a damn, boy
Butter me up and I turn it to a jam, boy
Ooh
You know that Rama's so Koo
They don't see the potential
They don't see the potential
They don't see the tattoos are an essential
Lames want a mention
Lames want a mention
Lames act up when they don't get attention
Feed the monkey bananas
The monkey want more bananas
Yeah, I got the magic
These muggles are trynna have it
I was never branded
I was Crash bandit
Five minutes passed
"My, you conceited bastard"
Come on, man, you already know
I was peeping in from afar
Stakes are high and I'm on a roll
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
I done ran shit, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
I deserve a
I deserve a
I deserve a medal
That's just a medallion to stunt on your career, hoe
I am manic out the woodwork
Come and battle Gapetto
Try to test me if it would work
I am very fuego
This is not something your payroll could afford
Focused on how your day go
Available from the source
And ever since I went off and toe to toe with you Gods
I walk this "wish a nigga would" tatted right on my forehead
So from this day moving forward
Better hear that applause
Need to see your palms covered with calluses for your boy
Rapping is on some roids
Balls really opposite of Armstrong
A hoist, two boulders and arm hung
Horse power
Not done
Outspoken
Outsource for outcome
Girls that's too rigid need to pout some
Talking bout you bitches shadow boxing with an image that you never lived
Turn his EP off
He didn't exist
Living a myth
It's kind of assumed he sinking in fib
I'm walking in truth
He switching to this
A troublesome dude can presume a candid tune can pack a room
But we talking food or connoisseur
Not can of tuna
(Whew
BETR Gang)
Feed the monkey bananas
The monkey want more bananas
If I am monkey in this analogy
You better panic
If I am monkey
I am throwing my shit right where you standing
Get that monkey on podium
You owe him you little bastards
Come on, man, you already know
I was peeping in from afar
Stakes are high and I'm on a roll
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
I done ran shit, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
I deserve a
I deserve a medal
Neither wealthy or poor
Mama moved me out of the ghetto
Never had it easy
K, I had it easy a little
Life was like a dribble with a Smartie and a Skittle
This might be my first Grandpa since the death of my grandpa
I hate all you stuck up pussies acting like a tampon
Personal shit around the camp fire got my stamp on
I don't even know all you motherfuckers that long
Bump all that weak shit
Give me something I could rap on
Some wannabe shit like dry humping with a strap-on
Eve was fucking with apple way before the Android
I rock my own merch
Got me looking like a fan boy
Ooh
We go according to plan, boy
I hear you talking but we don't give a damn, boy
Butter me up and I turn it to a jam, boy
Ooh
You know that Rama's so Koo
They don't see the potential
They don't see the potential
They don't see the tattoos are an essential
Lames want a mention
Lames want a mention
Lames act up when they don't get attention
Feed the monkey bananas
The monkey want more bananas
Yeah, I got the magic
These muggles are trynna have it
I was never branded
I was Crash bandit
Five minutes passed
"My, you conceited bastard"
Come on, man, you already know
I was peeping in from afar
Stakes are high and I'm on a roll
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
I done ran shit, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
I deserve a
I deserve a
I deserve a medal
That's just a medallion to stunt on your career, hoe
I am manic out the woodwork
Come and battle Gapetto
Try to test me if it would work
I am very fuego
This is not something your payroll could afford
Focused on how your day go
Available from the source
And ever since I went off and toe to toe with you Gods
I walk this "wish a nigga would" tatted right on my forehead
So from this day moving forward
Better hear that applause
Need to see your palms covered with calluses for your boy
Rapping is on some roids
Balls really opposite of Armstrong
A hoist, two boulders and arm hung
Horse power
Not done
Outspoken
Outsource for outcome
Girls that's too rigid need to pout some
Talking bout you bitches shadow boxing with an image that you never lived
Turn his EP off
He didn't exist
Living a myth
It's kind of assumed he sinking in fib
I'm walking in truth
He switching to this
A troublesome dude can presume a candid tune can pack a room
But we talking food or connoisseur
Not can of tuna
(Whew
BETR Gang)
Feed the monkey bananas
The monkey want more bananas
If I am monkey in this analogy
You better panic
If I am monkey
I am throwing my shit right where you standing
Get that monkey on podium
You owe him you little bastards
Come on, man, you already know
I was peeping in from afar
Stakes are high and I'm on a roll
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
And, no, you niggas ain't really hard
I done ran shit, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
Ha
Nigga, I'm exhausted
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Writer(s): Zunaid Lombard, Zothile Langa
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