Don't Fucking Kid Yourself
Don't fucking kid yourself
You know these hoes will change
Hit rock bottom they'll lose feelings like Novocain
They don't love, you they never did
Know the game
Play your role and keep it rolling like an open lane
These niggas know the vibes
They know you born to win
They copycatting what you doing, they were born again
Don't fucking kid yourself
Sitting at the top of the food chain
In high school Nando was rocking a new chain
Banging on that green transformer in the yard
Lunch period was lit, battling to get my dues paid
Little nigga on the block with the snot dripping
The plot thickened like a thot a nigga not kidding
The clock ticking, destined never to be caught slipping
At 15 my nigga started selling pot, dig it
Was still working 9 to 5 but I was not spending
I had no interest in a plot was not business
Smoking up the product almost had to stop business
So I invested in my nigga Nando pot business
We was a hell of a group
Used to battle niggas at school and sell to em too
The block was hot
If you think a cop is hell for your crew
Wait and see just what a nigga filled with jealousy do
I grew up scooping up broads, hooping, and moving bars
Modeling my word play after The Roots and Nas
I used to listen to Wu, man they had stupid bars
'Member when Ghost said he'd smack a nigga Kufi off
Don't fucking kid yourself
Don't fucking kid yourself
These niggas know the vibes
They copycatting what you doing, they were born again
Don't fucking kid yourself
Don't fucking kid yourself
I can buy anything
With you I'm a God
We are the universe
Don't fucking kid yourself
I can buy anything
With you I'm a God
We are the universe
Don't fucking kid yourself
Don't fucking kid yourself
With you I'm a God
We are the universe
Serving coffins wit the nails in the finish
The king of rap is back, bitches
He's a hell of a menace
Body a rapper and you ain't gotta tell em who did it
They already know
But they'll still fail to admit it, ugh
We used to hop the train
Wait until the train stopped
Used to freestyle on the block
They used to name drop
Like Jonathan killed it
That was just the other day, oc
Recorded a tape like wait until what's in my brain drop
You know these hoes will change
Hit rock bottom they'll lose feelings like Novocain
They don't love, you they never did
Know the game
Play your role and keep it rolling like an open lane
These niggas know the vibes
They know you born to win
They copycatting what you doing, they were born again
Don't fucking kid yourself
Sitting at the top of the food chain
In high school Nando was rocking a new chain
Banging on that green transformer in the yard
Lunch period was lit, battling to get my dues paid
Little nigga on the block with the snot dripping
The plot thickened like a thot a nigga not kidding
The clock ticking, destined never to be caught slipping
At 15 my nigga started selling pot, dig it
Was still working 9 to 5 but I was not spending
I had no interest in a plot was not business
Smoking up the product almost had to stop business
So I invested in my nigga Nando pot business
We was a hell of a group
Used to battle niggas at school and sell to em too
The block was hot
If you think a cop is hell for your crew
Wait and see just what a nigga filled with jealousy do
I grew up scooping up broads, hooping, and moving bars
Modeling my word play after The Roots and Nas
I used to listen to Wu, man they had stupid bars
'Member when Ghost said he'd smack a nigga Kufi off
Don't fucking kid yourself
Don't fucking kid yourself
These niggas know the vibes
They copycatting what you doing, they were born again
Don't fucking kid yourself
Don't fucking kid yourself
I can buy anything
With you I'm a God
We are the universe
Don't fucking kid yourself
I can buy anything
With you I'm a God
We are the universe
Don't fucking kid yourself
Don't fucking kid yourself
With you I'm a God
We are the universe
Serving coffins wit the nails in the finish
The king of rap is back, bitches
He's a hell of a menace
Body a rapper and you ain't gotta tell em who did it
They already know
But they'll still fail to admit it, ugh
We used to hop the train
Wait until the train stopped
Used to freestyle on the block
They used to name drop
Like Jonathan killed it
That was just the other day, oc
Recorded a tape like wait until what's in my brain drop
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Writer(s): Jonathan Allen
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