Degenerates (feat. Jojo Simmons) [Bonus]

Leave it to my president he tell you we degenerates
Niggas that wasn't suppose to mount to shit
Oh you so generous, Oh you so generous
Leave it to my president he tell you we degenerates
Niggas that wasn't suppose to mount to shit

"You live in your poverty, your school are no good, you have no jobs"

Look
Flipping up in that mode
Tell me really what's the motive
From the bottom where I grown
Yeah nigga on some calm shit
Mamma look what I've done
Turn nothing into something
Remember young
When you use to find that work throw it out in that garbage
Now that same work is the work that pays the bills, yea
House up on the hills tell me don't you love the feeling, yea
Haters perpetrate but can't eat up off my plate, yea
Got a hundred thousand bands from stretching weight, yea
Who the fuck could stop the dream we got that shit on locked, yea
She gon' pop that ass up on a stand just like I like it yea
Oh
Got a pole
Right up in my god damn home
She is down to touch the road
Tell me yea
What's your goal
To be free
Mommy of the sauce is just fucking dripping
Throw that back
Got me wild'n in this bitch
Man I'm high up in this bitch
Switching lanes up in this bitch
I been drinking
I been driving
How'd I make it to my crib
Cuz all my shots go swish

"58 percent of your youth is unemployed"

Leave it to my president he tell you we degenerates
Niggas that wasn't suppose to mount to shit
Oh you so generous, Oh you so generous
Leave it to my president he tell you we degenerates
Niggas that wasn't suppose to mount to shit

They say that we degenerates
They try to lock us up and give us sentences
But we lit
And I'm in this bitch long as my friends in it
Peep the way I whip the Benz n shit
Nah homie I ain't renting it
I bought it cuz I'm balling
Living life and I record it
I'm better you niggas started
You stupid my flow retarded
Shoot my shot I hit my target
I'm humble shopping in target
In some masen marjellas
Look at yuh face I see you jealous yeah
I be with my fellas there ain't sh*t you could tell us
Got a Puerto Rican butter pecan, chocolate, and vanilla
I like flavors I won't save her
She gonna ride for yuh boy
I don't tine for no rumors don't be lying on yuh boy, no
I ain't with the fuck shit I just want the love when I pull up to the function
Shawty I'm with is super thick
I look at her she look at me and she said nigga you the shit, yeah

"Look how much African American communities have suffered"

Leave it to my president he tell you we degenerates
Niggas that wasn't suppose to mount to shit
Oh you so generous, Oh you so generous
Leave it to my president he tell you we degenerates
Niggas that wasn't suppose to mount to shit

"What the hell do you have to lose"



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Writer(s): Sean Andre
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