Actually Nice...
You Knew LT already but you fronted on him
Ignored on social media when he posted on em
Scrolled passed every video with no regard
I know him but I won't support him like a rap star
Then you see me live, end up hitting the switch
Then they give me all these backhanded compliments
I appreciate the real ones showing me love
But others act like I wasn't killing it from the jump
Rolled up
Pulled up holding weight like a dump trunk
Stay tough, twist up on em tight like a wing nut
Doubted me, now they all over me like a drunk smut
Hot stuff, have the public hype like a tax cut
Now what, Say I ain't shit, but you looking though
Sup hoe
No baking soda, but I'm cooking though
Other artist tryna keep me off the same booking
I'll do to you what white people are doing to Brooklyn
Taking over your shit
Make you cease to exist
Liam Neeson your dog
End up takin ya bitch
Turning over the page
End up flipping the script
Have other niggas hype like when Django picked up the whip
Me without rap is like Tyson without the Tat
Jerry without the cat
Negan without the Bat
Poppin a Ex Lax
I'm shitting over the track
And since they under attack
They come to me and they gas like
Wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yea I knew that you rapped
Ignored you all of this time
Wouldn't bet on before
But now I'm rolling the dice
Like wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yea I heard you before, but now I'm seeing you live
Wouldn't bet on before
But now I'm rolling the dice
Yeah I heard that Lawrence nigga
He alright
He ain't no Hov
Not cocky, everyone don't got to like me
Oh I passed your expectations? Now you wana stand beside me
Was on the verge of quitting
I'm kidding, I kept on spitting
Non-supporters start to listen
The middle finger I lift it
They seeing me as a menace
They got they hands out for riches
Want discounts when we do business
But they never brought a ticket
Popularity rules
Controlling views like the news
Fuck you and your energy
Fuck you and your crew
If I wanted your approval, I would've came straight to you
So Fuck your high house, fuck your mother for having you
You sweet as fruit punch, too much sugar up in your pores
So yea you got the juice, but homie I got the sauce
You're invisible 'till other people start calling you raw
They knew you for years but only support when you're on like
Yo you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Well you can actually die
Motherfucker, you tried
You can actually shove all your opinions up inside
And you can actually suck an actual dick on the side
On the eve of a Christmas, I'll show you all what my gift is
It's gripping all these niggas by their esophagus
Ripping through it like tissue
I might just kill you, my weapons a pencil
Right before I dismiss you
You'll say I'm sorry I dissed you cause
Wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yeah I knew that you rapped
Ignored you all of this time
Wouldn't bet on before but now I'm rolling the dice
Like wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yea I heard you before, but now I'm seeing you live
Wouldn't bet on before
But now I'm rolling the dice
Ignored on social media when he posted on em
Scrolled passed every video with no regard
I know him but I won't support him like a rap star
Then you see me live, end up hitting the switch
Then they give me all these backhanded compliments
I appreciate the real ones showing me love
But others act like I wasn't killing it from the jump
Rolled up
Pulled up holding weight like a dump trunk
Stay tough, twist up on em tight like a wing nut
Doubted me, now they all over me like a drunk smut
Hot stuff, have the public hype like a tax cut
Now what, Say I ain't shit, but you looking though
Sup hoe
No baking soda, but I'm cooking though
Other artist tryna keep me off the same booking
I'll do to you what white people are doing to Brooklyn
Taking over your shit
Make you cease to exist
Liam Neeson your dog
End up takin ya bitch
Turning over the page
End up flipping the script
Have other niggas hype like when Django picked up the whip
Me without rap is like Tyson without the Tat
Jerry without the cat
Negan without the Bat
Poppin a Ex Lax
I'm shitting over the track
And since they under attack
They come to me and they gas like
Wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yea I knew that you rapped
Ignored you all of this time
Wouldn't bet on before
But now I'm rolling the dice
Like wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yea I heard you before, but now I'm seeing you live
Wouldn't bet on before
But now I'm rolling the dice
Yeah I heard that Lawrence nigga
He alright
He ain't no Hov
Not cocky, everyone don't got to like me
Oh I passed your expectations? Now you wana stand beside me
Was on the verge of quitting
I'm kidding, I kept on spitting
Non-supporters start to listen
The middle finger I lift it
They seeing me as a menace
They got they hands out for riches
Want discounts when we do business
But they never brought a ticket
Popularity rules
Controlling views like the news
Fuck you and your energy
Fuck you and your crew
If I wanted your approval, I would've came straight to you
So Fuck your high house, fuck your mother for having you
You sweet as fruit punch, too much sugar up in your pores
So yea you got the juice, but homie I got the sauce
You're invisible 'till other people start calling you raw
They knew you for years but only support when you're on like
Yo you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Well you can actually die
Motherfucker, you tried
You can actually shove all your opinions up inside
And you can actually suck an actual dick on the side
On the eve of a Christmas, I'll show you all what my gift is
It's gripping all these niggas by their esophagus
Ripping through it like tissue
I might just kill you, my weapons a pencil
Right before I dismiss you
You'll say I'm sorry I dissed you cause
Wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yeah I knew that you rapped
Ignored you all of this time
Wouldn't bet on before but now I'm rolling the dice
Like wow you actually nice
Damn you actually nice
Why the fuck are you here?
How come you aren't signed?
Yea I heard you before, but now I'm seeing you live
Wouldn't bet on before
But now I'm rolling the dice
Credits
Writer(s): Lawrence Turner
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