Nothing for Free

Deja Vu, Deja Vu
Real niggas been patient for a minute
I took my time but brought this back for business
I hope you hear me on this track cuz I ain't finished
I'm on my grind and Do this shit relentless
I need my fucking paper stacked
In Kentucky, Mitch, don't fuck wit dat
Tell me why city hate a nigga
When I pay my taxes every year and still get richer
Yeah you gon witness a nigga monetary fitness when it come to this stitches
That means, To to the bones
Kno I had to explain, cuz that's not the game
Cracka's want you rap but never have a brain
That would be a shame have you tweeting like No Name
Even when you dropping shit and that is on Disney
I can rap like heart attacks and cut straight to the vein

There's greatness on you, and there's greatness in you
You gotta remember where we hail from
This is the year of return
Deja Vu, Deja Vu

Greatest poet on the street you haven't heard
When I get to spitting I create another surge
Niggas wanna be in the game
But I'm like if you get off this bench do you have what it takes
I dont know my nigga but you know this ain't yo place
Find the bag and flip it to my older days
She say she love it - well I bought just to please
Just smoke my chronic and rephrase
She got that 'Yonce but there's no lemonade...
Over here we only worried bout the safe
You niggas act like you don't have no common courtesy
That's why I'm fuckin up these tracks like I'm Curren$y
She say she love me well I guess that's why I'm speeding for the urgency
You still act like you ain't never heard of me
You still act like you ain't never heard of me