Hardbody
Pardon the disposition
But I think this nigga is giving up
Fuck I give a damn if they give it up
Or if i'm living up
Now listen up
It's listeners without ears
Been had the vision out years
You gotta see it
Your mind is locked
Man you gotta free it
I always been a outcast (Outkast)
I'm a Big Boi still in that class
With Andre
Waiting to graduate
3000 years my name is still gon hold some weight
Like you went back to the past
In the DeLorean
Wiping these old school niggas out
Like the custodian
You can say I slimed em
But i'm positive that's what they be doin over at the Nickelodean
Nigga this is grown man talk
Words that'll cut through your cartilage
Turn the bones to dust
And leave the body to rot
But I got a question
How do you defy space and time
I'm destined
That's what separates you and I
Questioning my God can cost you Heaven
But this hell I reverance has been tested where the roots refined
To become the creator
Is how my youth's designed
Blessing a woman's womb became a wound of her fruits to die
That's my father
No father
A weakness
Noone swore
No crown
To know who the king is
Place that necklace up on my chest
To know where the bling is
And if it rings
Let the fuckin whole world hear it
Shit leave em speechless
I had some niggas plotting
Got em eyeballing that product
Set up shop
Tryna move a 8ball
Where the block ain't really hot
Probably somewhere all the fiends be gathered in a spot
Fuck a cop
I ain't saying shit
Tell em pigs to go and suck a cock
Bitch, I ain't ever told on a nigga
And if he pointing at me
I might cold shoulder the nigga
Fuck around throwing boulders at niggas
I'm hardbody
Stretch em out
Automatic get to folding these niggas
I'm done chasing these bigtches i'm eyeing the cheese
But if I find me a shordy just know she got more to offer than pussy and weed
Could give a fuck what you think
My brothers been in the jam
Ain't ever goin back in the pen
Kept some bread on the phone
Ain't know if he gon call it again
Now i'm rocking Armani
Exchange it with Fermani and blend
Carnegie colors
With the blood stains on the carpet we tend
Talk is cheap
But this money talk faster than niggas that speak
4-5 compact
I split you in my sleep
Fuck if I care if you deep
I sweep you niggas off the floor with this beat
We smoking dead people
We ain't smoking no weed
Call the CEO
He ain't answer imma kick the door in
Got connects
Domestic to foreign
Type of people that gon take ya daughter
And you ain't gon notice until the morning
These niggas talkin' like they joining (Joyner) the morning
Show
Vlad couch
Spilling they guts out
You can't come around me anymore
Niggas hot
Smoking hookah
Popping heads
Smoke escape his top
You in for a ride
No Kingda Ka
I go alias like i'm peter parker
Mary Jane the key to my heart
Like it's fat boys to that Willy Wonka
Never fearing the blanco
Like don pablo
On my escobar
I deliver like narcos, nigga
But I think this nigga is giving up
Fuck I give a damn if they give it up
Or if i'm living up
Now listen up
It's listeners without ears
Been had the vision out years
You gotta see it
Your mind is locked
Man you gotta free it
I always been a outcast (Outkast)
I'm a Big Boi still in that class
With Andre
Waiting to graduate
3000 years my name is still gon hold some weight
Like you went back to the past
In the DeLorean
Wiping these old school niggas out
Like the custodian
You can say I slimed em
But i'm positive that's what they be doin over at the Nickelodean
Nigga this is grown man talk
Words that'll cut through your cartilage
Turn the bones to dust
And leave the body to rot
But I got a question
How do you defy space and time
I'm destined
That's what separates you and I
Questioning my God can cost you Heaven
But this hell I reverance has been tested where the roots refined
To become the creator
Is how my youth's designed
Blessing a woman's womb became a wound of her fruits to die
That's my father
No father
A weakness
Noone swore
No crown
To know who the king is
Place that necklace up on my chest
To know where the bling is
And if it rings
Let the fuckin whole world hear it
Shit leave em speechless
I had some niggas plotting
Got em eyeballing that product
Set up shop
Tryna move a 8ball
Where the block ain't really hot
Probably somewhere all the fiends be gathered in a spot
Fuck a cop
I ain't saying shit
Tell em pigs to go and suck a cock
Bitch, I ain't ever told on a nigga
And if he pointing at me
I might cold shoulder the nigga
Fuck around throwing boulders at niggas
I'm hardbody
Stretch em out
Automatic get to folding these niggas
I'm done chasing these bigtches i'm eyeing the cheese
But if I find me a shordy just know she got more to offer than pussy and weed
Could give a fuck what you think
My brothers been in the jam
Ain't ever goin back in the pen
Kept some bread on the phone
Ain't know if he gon call it again
Now i'm rocking Armani
Exchange it with Fermani and blend
Carnegie colors
With the blood stains on the carpet we tend
Talk is cheap
But this money talk faster than niggas that speak
4-5 compact
I split you in my sleep
Fuck if I care if you deep
I sweep you niggas off the floor with this beat
We smoking dead people
We ain't smoking no weed
Call the CEO
He ain't answer imma kick the door in
Got connects
Domestic to foreign
Type of people that gon take ya daughter
And you ain't gon notice until the morning
These niggas talkin' like they joining (Joyner) the morning
Show
Vlad couch
Spilling they guts out
You can't come around me anymore
Niggas hot
Smoking hookah
Popping heads
Smoke escape his top
You in for a ride
No Kingda Ka
I go alias like i'm peter parker
Mary Jane the key to my heart
Like it's fat boys to that Willy Wonka
Never fearing the blanco
Like don pablo
On my escobar
I deliver like narcos, nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Jamal Jaffa
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