What Did You Expect?
Yeah
Well Alright
Can you give me a little more in the headphones
Yes sir
Boss man boss man yeah that's me
1989
What did you expect
And I'm a couple grammies through the eighter
But I'm still rolling up
Niggas keep my name out the fuck shit
Cause yeah they know whats up
They cant touch me without a death wish
Believe that shit
Drop rounds off at they mama house
And make them keep that shit
Believe that shit
If you sow you got to reap that shit
If you got dreams man you got to work
And you got to speak that shit
Into existence repeat that shit yeah repeat that shit
Over and over till you believe that shit and you see that shit
Me and Pro 2 of America's most wanted
Fuck your album cover
There's an actor on it
How many rappers want it
I can go down the line one by one rhyme for rhyme
And still don't smell no hunger
Patience taking a toll on me
But them blue faces they got a hold on me
So im at the fast cash with a load on me
And a four on me hope they don't roll on me
What did you expect
From the moment that you hear that mic check
You can bet you're dealing with two of the best
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
2 vets from the Midwest
Got to come correct
Every single time we step
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
This is passion
High quality rapping
Wrote this passage up north at the cabin
That's called relaxing
My cannabis Bruce Lee
This smoke Return of the Dragon
No capping
It's 2020 I'm smoking this legal package
Man I do it for my kids
So they wont have to experience Whitman bridge
With nothing inside they fridge
Doritos and juice
You like that song
I love your song
That was my reality in two thousand and something
My moms was O.C.
I was hungry
I wasn't wildin for nothing
Man I was watching Joe Rogan
And I heard something clever
How can hip hop be dead
If Wu-Tang is forever?
Well my Shaolin sword is mixed with some Do or Die
Did mixtape tracks off Santana's "Who Am I"
There is non nicer
Kicking shit like soccer with diapers
I am P.R.O.
That stands for Power and Rule over the Cipher
It's only right I link up with the Doc to do surgery
Lab coat on like
What the emergency
What did you expect
From the moment that you hear that mic check
You can bet you're dealing with two of the best
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
2 vets from the Midwest
Got to come correct
Every single time we step
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
Well Alright
Can you give me a little more in the headphones
Yes sir
Boss man boss man yeah that's me
1989
What did you expect
And I'm a couple grammies through the eighter
But I'm still rolling up
Niggas keep my name out the fuck shit
Cause yeah they know whats up
They cant touch me without a death wish
Believe that shit
Drop rounds off at they mama house
And make them keep that shit
Believe that shit
If you sow you got to reap that shit
If you got dreams man you got to work
And you got to speak that shit
Into existence repeat that shit yeah repeat that shit
Over and over till you believe that shit and you see that shit
Me and Pro 2 of America's most wanted
Fuck your album cover
There's an actor on it
How many rappers want it
I can go down the line one by one rhyme for rhyme
And still don't smell no hunger
Patience taking a toll on me
But them blue faces they got a hold on me
So im at the fast cash with a load on me
And a four on me hope they don't roll on me
What did you expect
From the moment that you hear that mic check
You can bet you're dealing with two of the best
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
2 vets from the Midwest
Got to come correct
Every single time we step
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
This is passion
High quality rapping
Wrote this passage up north at the cabin
That's called relaxing
My cannabis Bruce Lee
This smoke Return of the Dragon
No capping
It's 2020 I'm smoking this legal package
Man I do it for my kids
So they wont have to experience Whitman bridge
With nothing inside they fridge
Doritos and juice
You like that song
I love your song
That was my reality in two thousand and something
My moms was O.C.
I was hungry
I wasn't wildin for nothing
Man I was watching Joe Rogan
And I heard something clever
How can hip hop be dead
If Wu-Tang is forever?
Well my Shaolin sword is mixed with some Do or Die
Did mixtape tracks off Santana's "Who Am I"
There is non nicer
Kicking shit like soccer with diapers
I am P.R.O.
That stands for Power and Rule over the Cipher
It's only right I link up with the Doc to do surgery
Lab coat on like
What the emergency
What did you expect
From the moment that you hear that mic check
You can bet you're dealing with two of the best
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
2 vets from the Midwest
Got to come correct
Every single time we step
What did you expect
With us you'll get nothing less
What did you expect
Credits
Writer(s): Darious Pittman
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