Prime & Irvin
Can't be waiting for these niggas to give you yo flowers dawg
Facts
Real recognize
Believe that shit yourself
Yea
Imagine being him but you wait for niggas to tell you that
I press record and I promise I'm bout sell you crack
I see the heart in the people that's always swinging with me
I see the fear in the people that say they held you back
Fuck the giants this is David vs Goliath nigga
Life a bitch and this the pressure I'm applying with her
It's like you waiting for yo flours cuz you did the hours
She won't ensure us that we cold we until we dying with her
Imagine me begging for power
I got her wetter than the sweat on my fat nigga towel
And you owe for my sound read the last of the vowels
I always drop a fucking smash you just say that you bout' to
Real doubtful
Realer than them niggas that you run yo mouth to
Realer than these labels when they say they found you
Show the boy a rapper that they betted on
And Ima' show yo ass a nigga that he don't amount to
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real nigga, real hitta', they don't deserve him
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real hitta', real nigga they don't deserve him
Fire all your a&r's
How the fuck them niggas never called?
That's like a nigga with a hundred bodies never charged
Big nigga at Macdonalds bitch you know it's large
And he actually read the Bible so he know we Gods
All my niggas betted on me they aint know the odds
Take me to yo big homie hoe you aint in charge
I got niggas in my dm's tryna finesse me
I'm sicker than your whole label you niggas should bless me
Who the fuck can fuck with me now?
If I don't even mix the song you can't fuck with the sound
If I ever fucked yo bitch know we fucked on the ground
Every nigga in my circle think they "IT" but I don't fuck with no clowns
How this nigga driving with the wheels missing?
Ray Charles knew how to find it cuz it feels different
If I lost respect for you it's still missing
And any nigga sub dissing know that
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real nigga, real hitta', they don't deserve him
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real hitta', real nigga they don't deserve him
Facts
Real recognize
Believe that shit yourself
Yea
Imagine being him but you wait for niggas to tell you that
I press record and I promise I'm bout sell you crack
I see the heart in the people that's always swinging with me
I see the fear in the people that say they held you back
Fuck the giants this is David vs Goliath nigga
Life a bitch and this the pressure I'm applying with her
It's like you waiting for yo flours cuz you did the hours
She won't ensure us that we cold we until we dying with her
Imagine me begging for power
I got her wetter than the sweat on my fat nigga towel
And you owe for my sound read the last of the vowels
I always drop a fucking smash you just say that you bout' to
Real doubtful
Realer than them niggas that you run yo mouth to
Realer than these labels when they say they found you
Show the boy a rapper that they betted on
And Ima' show yo ass a nigga that he don't amount to
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real nigga, real hitta', they don't deserve him
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real hitta', real nigga they don't deserve him
Fire all your a&r's
How the fuck them niggas never called?
That's like a nigga with a hundred bodies never charged
Big nigga at Macdonalds bitch you know it's large
And he actually read the Bible so he know we Gods
All my niggas betted on me they aint know the odds
Take me to yo big homie hoe you aint in charge
I got niggas in my dm's tryna finesse me
I'm sicker than your whole label you niggas should bless me
Who the fuck can fuck with me now?
If I don't even mix the song you can't fuck with the sound
If I ever fucked yo bitch know we fucked on the ground
Every nigga in my circle think they "IT" but I don't fuck with no clowns
How this nigga driving with the wheels missing?
Ray Charles knew how to find it cuz it feels different
If I lost respect for you it's still missing
And any nigga sub dissing know that
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real nigga, real hitta', they don't deserve him
I'm a star on both sides of the ball Michael Jordan mixed with Prime and Irvin
I'm just a real hitta', real nigga they don't deserve him
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Writer(s): Lacey Jackson
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