Tactics

Ba yezahala cwani bao?

Yeah, yeah, yeah
They don't know where I came from
Growing up it was crazy
Can't afford to be lazy
My niggas looking like the navy
Shooting they ain't even shaking
I like to shout out to the ladies
I make 'em wet, I make 'em wavy
I make a banger if you pay me

Look, now I came from nothing they know it
I remember when I started music
I was only just a little boy
Then I started crying for the mic
Now I play with it like a toy
Now I got the whole damn city waiting for the drive way forward
Made a promise to the game bro
So I'm always sticking to the plan bro
I can really show you how to rap though
I got niggas calling me their uncle
They don't really make you where I come from
I got niggas rapping in the hood bro
Niggas writing verses in the moon bro
No lights nigga, no candles
I been writing verses with a pencil, this what I live for

Pep told me that we gotta hack into the system
Gotta make it big, and be the biz
Matthew told me that we gotta make it international
And get a million dollar deal
Tasha called me the other night
And told me Ohno nigga you're the man
Ohno nigga let me talk to my fans
Let them know I'm getting closer the bag
I want everything they said I couldn't have
Yeah, now tell them I got it
See me coming like a teddy bear
Yeah, the ladies they love me
My shit is sounding like a fairly tale
I'm heaven sent
I'm spitting fire, nigga what the hell?
Yeah, I'm killing it

Man there's two topics that I ever have
It's either God or it's money uh
If it's not that, then it's funny yeah
I ain't taking it serious
Now I'm really just curious
Yeah man isn't it obvious
I just came off the kitchen
My music is tasting like riches

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
What?



Credits
Writer(s): Yuji Ono
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