Pappy's Story

I taught niggas how to get money man
I post memes like I was funny man
I did tracks with Greer and sunny and
I held my niggas down rain sleet and sunny man
I need favors I can't call no one man
My clientele had held it down
I need a dollar, shit I know where one can be found
A one-man band with multiple sounds
I always tried not to drown
But I was on the deep end
No more tears, I dry heaved when weeping
Sick I tried to sleep in but my xannies ran out
So now I'm up before the sun taking naps when it's out
I never rest though
The vampire in me singing protect ya neck hoe
I'm on tical bussing methods on the metro
Who around when I need help? Crickets
That's a trap line get it

Did I fuck up the joke by explaining
Should break it down stop breaking down the situation
Should I reply to my enemies salutations
I can't decide if I'm more Yé or Pappy Mason
Old Yé or more Ye when off his medication
Contract Wayne or Wayne when he had dedication
I heard many declarations of my greatness
I'd rather get the payment
I give a fuck what they saying
Smoke a lot of weed it got me to my destination
Like a hotbox
You ain't sizzling you sweeter than some pop rocks
I cannot stop
These niggas think I'm falling
But my line and my name and these bitches keep calling
Money stalking me it follow everywhere I go
I knew this shit when honor roll was singing get the dough
These rappers broke And loyalty gets purchased for the low
For me, its Houston over everything but I am not a hoe
I won't take it easy when them niggas cheat me
I swear I'll do them greasy you better believe me
I think these niggas actors, just can't see the tv



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Montrell Woodard, Vontae D Smith
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