Menace
Uh spreacha's soliloquy fuck do I care if these niggas is feelin me
Meant to be here like the Simpsons predicted me yea
I keep some company that could lift niggas right out of their misery
Knock yo bitch out of her socks had to treat some of my friends
Like they enemies boom boom
Ha niggas ain't who they pretend to be
Start up the sermon you call me a German
My niggas camp out you will not see the end of me
Huh word to my threshold catch me at the light who got snaps on the petro woop
I got a .38 special for niggas who finicky glttt I might say nigga a lot
That's all this liquor that's into me
Shittin me I do not fuck with the energy industry givin me nope
I just been writing for strippers the going rate stay between them and me
I told Wes to dribble with the left I told Doobie boy you know we blessed
Ever since my nigga Supa's death I got something heavy on my chest
I told Stacks without him we'd be done I told Mac the best is yet to come
I told ya'll to stick to havin fun cause ya'll don't really want to see a gun
I told Loot to play his fuckin role I'ma need you for the pick and roll
I told Prince your worth is in your soul so find your nitch and work it in your goal
I told Loose I need another shot I told Ave the hustle never stop
I told Jiggy even if we flop I'll tell myself the next one bout to pop
Fact don't be a pack cover my 6 I got the blick if they attack
I make it click I knock it back I got a tick I don't relax
Free the whole flock out of the lock Spizzy the Spic bringin' it back
Back of the block I don't shoot brick give me the grip cover my back
I don't got shit for the opps nope boy we from two different blocks
Believe it or not we ain't the same crossin' the street change a lot uh
I don't just do this for fun you could hear pain in the drum
Twenty-seven years on this earth I never dialed 9-1-1 uh
Emergency bound I don't get down I do not run 'til they hit the ground
Tell me I lie fuck if I die if I survive I'm livin' for now uh
It's a motherfuckin' jack move I ain't Kane cousin I'ma up it if I have to woop
I am not humble and I damn sure do not pretend to be
If I ain't fuck on your bitch that's because she not a 10 to me mm
I got to jugg it I stand on my legs like a centipede woo
I am a man if you ain't my lawyer then I don't need no one defendin' me uh
Phantom Menace
Haha you got one time to tell me how you want to do this
Then you got to step into my world nigga
Big Grimey
Meant to be here like the Simpsons predicted me yea
I keep some company that could lift niggas right out of their misery
Knock yo bitch out of her socks had to treat some of my friends
Like they enemies boom boom
Ha niggas ain't who they pretend to be
Start up the sermon you call me a German
My niggas camp out you will not see the end of me
Huh word to my threshold catch me at the light who got snaps on the petro woop
I got a .38 special for niggas who finicky glttt I might say nigga a lot
That's all this liquor that's into me
Shittin me I do not fuck with the energy industry givin me nope
I just been writing for strippers the going rate stay between them and me
I told Wes to dribble with the left I told Doobie boy you know we blessed
Ever since my nigga Supa's death I got something heavy on my chest
I told Stacks without him we'd be done I told Mac the best is yet to come
I told ya'll to stick to havin fun cause ya'll don't really want to see a gun
I told Loot to play his fuckin role I'ma need you for the pick and roll
I told Prince your worth is in your soul so find your nitch and work it in your goal
I told Loose I need another shot I told Ave the hustle never stop
I told Jiggy even if we flop I'll tell myself the next one bout to pop
Fact don't be a pack cover my 6 I got the blick if they attack
I make it click I knock it back I got a tick I don't relax
Free the whole flock out of the lock Spizzy the Spic bringin' it back
Back of the block I don't shoot brick give me the grip cover my back
I don't got shit for the opps nope boy we from two different blocks
Believe it or not we ain't the same crossin' the street change a lot uh
I don't just do this for fun you could hear pain in the drum
Twenty-seven years on this earth I never dialed 9-1-1 uh
Emergency bound I don't get down I do not run 'til they hit the ground
Tell me I lie fuck if I die if I survive I'm livin' for now uh
It's a motherfuckin' jack move I ain't Kane cousin I'ma up it if I have to woop
I am not humble and I damn sure do not pretend to be
If I ain't fuck on your bitch that's because she not a 10 to me mm
I got to jugg it I stand on my legs like a centipede woo
I am a man if you ain't my lawyer then I don't need no one defendin' me uh
Phantom Menace
Haha you got one time to tell me how you want to do this
Then you got to step into my world nigga
Big Grimey
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Writer(s): Jacob Hernandez
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