Tofu
My credit card didn't go through, I'm balling, I feel like I'm Goku
They asking me if I blow through, I'm like, "Nigga, so true"
Eating these beats like they soul food, pass me the sushi, the tofu
Not a damn label I go through, they be like "Nigga, I own you"
I might just climb me a mountain for clout
That's how it feel when I rap and you doubt
Give me a problem, I'll figure it out
I'm a rapper, I'll write, It's too wet for a drought
Pass me a mic when I speed this shit up
Rappers left dead and I'm grieving for them
Niggas want battle, I'm sweeping them up
Niggas be sleep, they be dreaming and stuff
Now what's with the racket, I don't have a gadget
But I'll drop a classic on all of y'all asses
Like, nigga what happened? They calling me captain
Go swab the deck or it's back to your cabins
Shout out to Jaden, that nigga be styling
Shout out to Joyner, that nigga be wilding
Shout out to Stokely, that nigga be rhyming
Shout out to +Ultra, a nigga been grinding
Everyday Struggle and that's not on Akademiks
Rap triple double and a nigga isn't finished
Grab an epipen before I start an epidemic
Hundred niggas deep, got me feeling like the Senate
My credit card didn't go through, I'm balling, I feel like I'm Goku
They asking me if I blow through, I'm like, "Nigga, so true"
Eating these beats like they soul food, pass me the sushi, the tofu
Not a damn label I go through, they be like "Nigga, I own you"
I got guts like I'm fresh off a meal
And I got sluts like I'm fresh off a mill
Y'all keep a Smith like your first name is Will
I got a twitch, I be skirting on the wheel
Y'all got the cannons like you carrying Mariah
Go back to Nick 'fore you step up to the game
You're the worse me like the second Carolina
How I pass the torch and you can't light a flame
How you grab a mic and the crowd don't applaud
Ball 'til you fall, pulling hairs out, bald
Then the teller called like he don't know who he spoke to
My credit card didn't go through, I'm balling, I feel like I'm Goku
They asking me if I blow through, I'm like, "Nigga, so true"
Eating these beats like they soul food, pass me the sushi, the tofu
Not a damn label I go through, they be like "Nigga, I own you"
They asking me if I blow through, I'm like, "Nigga, so true"
Eating these beats like they soul food, pass me the sushi, the tofu
Not a damn label I go through, they be like "Nigga, I own you"
I might just climb me a mountain for clout
That's how it feel when I rap and you doubt
Give me a problem, I'll figure it out
I'm a rapper, I'll write, It's too wet for a drought
Pass me a mic when I speed this shit up
Rappers left dead and I'm grieving for them
Niggas want battle, I'm sweeping them up
Niggas be sleep, they be dreaming and stuff
Now what's with the racket, I don't have a gadget
But I'll drop a classic on all of y'all asses
Like, nigga what happened? They calling me captain
Go swab the deck or it's back to your cabins
Shout out to Jaden, that nigga be styling
Shout out to Joyner, that nigga be wilding
Shout out to Stokely, that nigga be rhyming
Shout out to +Ultra, a nigga been grinding
Everyday Struggle and that's not on Akademiks
Rap triple double and a nigga isn't finished
Grab an epipen before I start an epidemic
Hundred niggas deep, got me feeling like the Senate
My credit card didn't go through, I'm balling, I feel like I'm Goku
They asking me if I blow through, I'm like, "Nigga, so true"
Eating these beats like they soul food, pass me the sushi, the tofu
Not a damn label I go through, they be like "Nigga, I own you"
I got guts like I'm fresh off a meal
And I got sluts like I'm fresh off a mill
Y'all keep a Smith like your first name is Will
I got a twitch, I be skirting on the wheel
Y'all got the cannons like you carrying Mariah
Go back to Nick 'fore you step up to the game
You're the worse me like the second Carolina
How I pass the torch and you can't light a flame
How you grab a mic and the crowd don't applaud
Ball 'til you fall, pulling hairs out, bald
Then the teller called like he don't know who he spoke to
My credit card didn't go through, I'm balling, I feel like I'm Goku
They asking me if I blow through, I'm like, "Nigga, so true"
Eating these beats like they soul food, pass me the sushi, the tofu
Not a damn label I go through, they be like "Nigga, I own you"
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Writer(s): Michael Jackson
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