T.F.P.

Nihgas always think it's a game
Till it's game over...
Now They don't wanna play no more
Ayy Yo Fresh Prince, I got You...

It ain't too much worse than a nihga who ain't live'n right
Though, a "tattle tell it" Nihga's, bout the same hype
All talk. You want No smoke
I can tell You're pretend
Neon weed? Who tf fake tokes?
All jokes aside, You shoulda stay'd in Yo lane
You ask'd for this heat now, You're flame'n
And I hope that that fat bitxh You came with
Made enough bacon
To help You through this here estranglement
Cause look, now Your payment is due
I accept all forms of payments, included
Cashapp, Venmo, PayPal, Zelle
Play with Me, I'll pull'up right where You live
Or wherever You are
Should go find Your Father, before You find out
Mo'Yoe won't play with You, not what I'm Bout
Your 1st lesson should've been, to respect the Great(s)
You're play'n chexkers during chess, boy that's chexkmate

I...
Don't know what You got go'n on
But I'll explain somethin' to You
Don't send no shots, without approval
Cause I...
The Young Prince of What is True
Just might take it personal
And it's The Freshest Prince, to You

See the problem is these Youngstars don't have no manners
Nihgas wasn't raised right
(Or at all for that matter)
But I won't sit, nor stand for it
Nah, I'ma address it where I see fit
How I'ma let You make it when
My son knows better than that shit?

I solemnly swear, to keep it Playa
Hand to The Man, These nihgas' made up
The ground They stand on, can't hold My weight up
I may just... Elevate I'm
Steadily set'n new trends, get'n innovative
With Power in My hair, like I'm Samson
You crybaby nihgas' what I can't stand
And fuxk what Race You claim. Nihga I win
Side'n with the Most High of Us All, Lit
Now, Here Comes The Pain
Notice that You've just been Roxk'd like D'Wayne
But I bring the Heat, so no We're not the same
D-Loc'd with the fade, think I'm Water & Wade
I'm more like August, while You're more mid-September
Not really hot, fall'n off like November
Boy In H-Tine, We holds it dine...
Y'all give'n Simps play
IcyHot, this nihga's BENGAY, (low grade)

I...
Don't know what You got go'n on
But I'll explain somethin' to You
Don't send no shots, without approval
Cause I...
The Young Prince of What is True
Just might take it personal
And it's The Freshest Prince, to You



Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Paul Williams, Ni'qo Umazyn
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