Another Word
If I listened to a word you said probably be dead
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
Aye bro tell me when the fake became thoro
Around the same time when these dudes became girls
Hating so much they got the hood going stale
Man picture us switching up be a cold day in hell
Loyalty not for sale and failures not an option
Too strong to stop it got no doors to knock it
From the gate you can snake we prevail
On the real you can tell we in another world
If I listened to a word you said probably be dead
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
Took New Jersey Transit to the A train to see Poppo
Uptown was my spot though cocaine straight drop though
Hustler female magnet a smooth gato
Play the front don't follow catch chills when they swallow
Dillinger on my ankle Desert Eagle filled with hollows
Keep my foot on the gas and my hand on the throttle
Poppa robbed banks my G yo I'm a hustler
He died when I was five yall some lucky mufuckas Brick City
If I listened to a word you said probably be dead
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
Not another fucking word from you bozos
The hate comes in droves I'm killing 'em by the boat load
Trilly virtuoso you last of the dodos
Been sleeping on a nigga I'm feeding you niggas NoDoz
Getting straight to the top to the tippy
Coming like an orgy and niggas ain't fucking wit me
Getting right to the bag you can copy that
Supreme being this is Black Anunnaki Rap
If I listened to a word you said probably be dead
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
Aye bro tell me when the fake became thoro
Around the same time when these dudes became girls
Hating so much they got the hood going stale
Man picture us switching up be a cold day in hell
Loyalty not for sale and failures not an option
Too strong to stop it got no doors to knock it
From the gate you can snake we prevail
On the real you can tell we in another world
If I listened to a word you said probably be dead
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
Took New Jersey Transit to the A train to see Poppo
Uptown was my spot though cocaine straight drop though
Hustler female magnet a smooth gato
Play the front don't follow catch chills when they swallow
Dillinger on my ankle Desert Eagle filled with hollows
Keep my foot on the gas and my hand on the throttle
Poppa robbed banks my G yo I'm a hustler
He died when I was five yall some lucky mufuckas Brick City
If I listened to a word you said probably be dead
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
Not another fucking word from you bozos
The hate comes in droves I'm killing 'em by the boat load
Trilly virtuoso you last of the dodos
Been sleeping on a nigga I'm feeding you niggas NoDoz
Getting straight to the top to the tippy
Coming like an orgy and niggas ain't fucking wit me
Getting right to the bag you can copy that
Supreme being this is Black Anunnaki Rap
If I listened to a word you said probably be dead
Wouldn't have been shit
Sitting on the back porch wishing pon a star
That you said that I'd never get
But not another word from you no
Not another word from you no
Cuz it's clear you don't got my best interest at heart
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Writer(s): Aaron Smith
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