Lamont

Man I used to fantasize about Vanessa Hudgens
Now I see replicas when I'm out clubbing
Now that I'm older a brother mane out here on a budget
Cause I ain't rich enough yet man to say fuck it
You hear the emphasis on that yet
Cut me a check cause I saved y'all niggas necks - Wu-Tang
Throw some liquor in this cup boy like loose change/
How can I be famous & socially awkward /
Used to have them hoes running homie just like clockwork
Uh ya hope my mama ain't hear that
If a nigga wanna beef y'all already know I'm sear that

Uh I'm building up a resume
Dangerously in love with the game this shit sweet like lemonade
Let that marinate a lil bit
I hope y'all got that bitch
Punchlines hitcha like American Sniper my friend
But when I hitcha it's the start mane never the end
You would think I'm biblical the way I write with the pen
Real rap coming back guess I started a trend
these niggas freeze up in my presence
Thinking I'm soft done turned me into a lethal weapon
Ima king amongst peasants
This the rap rapture,
taken this shit by force son like a Jedi master
I Did It By The Book boy but this is a new chapter
I ain't no killer but I know niggas if you
touch me they'll come around and fucking clap ya

Ya ears is open but I just started
My niggas got my back boy it's like we kin to fucking Spartans
We love each other because this world out here so heartless
Niggas will kill you bury you right in their mama gardens
put red dots on ya shirt like you work at Target

All my life I was doubted I use that shit as fuel
Now all these niggas up in silence is like a broke a rule
My albums really timeless, yeah man my shit a jewel
Yall really childish, pennywise man this is cruel
All this niggas yall be ashamed
I can cut careers short my brother just like LT dane
Trust me, don't you fuck with me
Im always real y'all that's why they love on me
Running from the hoes homie like it's hide and seek
It's Red Dead Redemption mane the way I ride these beats

Can't stop what God has written for me in stone
Every week it's like another chick that want me to bone
Evil thoughts in my mind cause I sit here alone
Niggas talking real wreckless get hit with the crome
And they won't catch me, I'm like the white boy mane from Home Alone
Look, this ain't no coincidence
Uh my dad told me I gotta aim for the fence
Uh the flow dirty, it just needed a rinse
Uh, y'all digging y'all grave y'all making a trench
Girls hear my verses & somehow they become drenched
I can go for days on beats like this
My girl the other day bought me bling just for my wrist
Came a long way from kicking girls then call em a Lyft
This way back when my savage ways mane was legit
Like Westbrook from the 3 I can turn your wife yo into a miss
There's not too many rappers just like me
Matter of fact actually nobody like me
I might have my faults yall but I bet I'm unique
I gotta Do The Right thing like my name Spike Lee
Sorry Lou Rawls they'll never find another nigga like me



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Writer(s): Andre' Booker Jr.
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