What Did You Think Would Happen
What did you think would happen, that I'd give up
And quit the conscious rappin, like this shit aint been my fuckin passion
I know I been on hiatus, but the truth is
I learned you shouldnt make chess moves without a plan of action
And now I'm back again, to get too spazzin
Wit this plastic pen, somethin I do everytime and again
I been in it to win it, just took a minute
To count all my blessings, I'm still the one you dont wanna be testin
Cuz if you see im aimin in your direction, I ensure you that you'll need further protection
And though I'm highly respected, I'm just a father
And husband praying that the youngins'll get the message
Cuz life is all about guidance and lessons
What did you think would happen, some of ya'll
Still avoidin that question, as if you dont see me paying attention
But thats okay tho, I know its hard to admit
That my shit is fuego, you niggas soft as a bakery bagel
Whoever feel like they better than me just gotta be
Sniffin that yayo, scrapin the crumbs off of the table
Uh, I'm in a class of my own
I guess these niggas comfortable wit being truant at home
But me I'd rather be, a living legend
Aside of the ones who made a name eventually paving the way for me
I know thats right where I'm headed it aint too hard too see
Like your reflection in the mirror but even clearer
Uh, Now thats a beautiful sight to see
Comfortable in my skin I'm right where I'm posed to be
I'm not concerned wit bein the hottesr comadity
I rather keep to myself, focus on my comradery
Honestly I feel like theres not a soul alive that could possibly
Put a stop to me I mean that shit as far as I can see
Why you think I dont have too many features, cuz niggas know I be spittin that ether
I made my way up outta the freezer
And now a nigga plugged in like a spacial heater
I do this shit being sober without the hennessy
And coca cola, while you niggas tryin to meet the quota
Contemplatin your next moves up on ya mommas sofa
I'm 10 steps ahead on a beach sippin mimosa's
What did you think would happen, that I wouldnt be back
To give this shit my all again soon as I fount this power lyin dorment from deep within
Aint no sweat off my chin
What did you think would happen
And quit the conscious rappin, like this shit aint been my fuckin passion
I know I been on hiatus, but the truth is
I learned you shouldnt make chess moves without a plan of action
And now I'm back again, to get too spazzin
Wit this plastic pen, somethin I do everytime and again
I been in it to win it, just took a minute
To count all my blessings, I'm still the one you dont wanna be testin
Cuz if you see im aimin in your direction, I ensure you that you'll need further protection
And though I'm highly respected, I'm just a father
And husband praying that the youngins'll get the message
Cuz life is all about guidance and lessons
What did you think would happen, some of ya'll
Still avoidin that question, as if you dont see me paying attention
But thats okay tho, I know its hard to admit
That my shit is fuego, you niggas soft as a bakery bagel
Whoever feel like they better than me just gotta be
Sniffin that yayo, scrapin the crumbs off of the table
Uh, I'm in a class of my own
I guess these niggas comfortable wit being truant at home
But me I'd rather be, a living legend
Aside of the ones who made a name eventually paving the way for me
I know thats right where I'm headed it aint too hard too see
Like your reflection in the mirror but even clearer
Uh, Now thats a beautiful sight to see
Comfortable in my skin I'm right where I'm posed to be
I'm not concerned wit bein the hottesr comadity
I rather keep to myself, focus on my comradery
Honestly I feel like theres not a soul alive that could possibly
Put a stop to me I mean that shit as far as I can see
Why you think I dont have too many features, cuz niggas know I be spittin that ether
I made my way up outta the freezer
And now a nigga plugged in like a spacial heater
I do this shit being sober without the hennessy
And coca cola, while you niggas tryin to meet the quota
Contemplatin your next moves up on ya mommas sofa
I'm 10 steps ahead on a beach sippin mimosa's
What did you think would happen, that I wouldnt be back
To give this shit my all again soon as I fount this power lyin dorment from deep within
Aint no sweat off my chin
What did you think would happen
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Writer(s): Shi-rahn Maeweather
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