Arcane
Yuh
Jaye P. at it again
I'm tired of fakes
And I'm tired of fronts
Give me the woods
And I'll roll up some blunts
Everyone fake they be wearin' a mask
Rappers these days, they are fuckin' trash
Nothin' but bitches, and fuckin, and drugs
Thinkin' they be the diamond in the rough
I'm here to say that you're not, (not)
Money wasted on the chains you bought
Since I'm gettin' the truth out right now
I'm gonna tell you what I know about
My friends are all fake
And they're stupid as shit, (true)
Give them the clue
And they can't catch the hint, (nope)
Thinkin' I'm dumb
I can't hear what they say
I'm startin' to think today is the day
Think my music is really that bad?
Why? Because it's real and it's sad?
Spent so many hours writin' these words
I'm makin' these beats
And I hit the right cords
I don't know what else you want me to do
I put my soul in this shit like a shoe
Maybe I'll make it, and maybe I won't
At least I try though, you can't say I don't
Hold up the beat
Stop up the flow
Give me a sec while I light up this STOG
*Flick*
Flexin' and flexin' I got these racks
Runnin' through the thrift shop
Poppin' these tags
Always got the loudest shit in town
When I roll by you gonna hear the bass pound
Can't trust these hoes 'cause they all liars
Can't pull the truth out
Even with pliers
20 sack in my back pocket
Pull it up, roll it out
Get higher than a fuckin' rocket
Hop out the Rover they turnin' their heads
Carry a Glock ain't fuckin' with feds
Poppin' the cap and I'm takin' these meds
Right all my wrongs?
Eh I don't make amends
This is my style, this is my flow
In a few years, I'm gonna blow
I already feel it, I already know
I drop that bitch, I don't fuck with no hoe
Dont fuck with you, ain't lettin' it go
Get over here bro, get ready for a show
Ain't gonna go, I ain't gonna stop
You're girl already here, givin' me top.(ahh)
I'm gettin' this money, I'm gettin' this cheese
I got your bitch down on both of her knees
Suckin' my dick, (ahh) fuckin' my cock
I don't give a damn, I got a Glock
Get rid of my opps, when all this shit pops
People be surprised when this shit drops
Said it once and I'll say it again
No I'm not gonna put down my pen
Hatin' from the sidelines you a lame
I'm just out here gainin' some fame
(Tsk tsk tsk tsk)
Yuh, aye, (aye)
(Arcane)
Jaye P. at it again
I'm tired of fakes
And I'm tired of fronts
Give me the woods
And I'll roll up some blunts
Everyone fake they be wearin' a mask
Rappers these days, they are fuckin' trash
Nothin' but bitches, and fuckin, and drugs
Thinkin' they be the diamond in the rough
I'm here to say that you're not, (not)
Money wasted on the chains you bought
Since I'm gettin' the truth out right now
I'm gonna tell you what I know about
My friends are all fake
And they're stupid as shit, (true)
Give them the clue
And they can't catch the hint, (nope)
Thinkin' I'm dumb
I can't hear what they say
I'm startin' to think today is the day
Think my music is really that bad?
Why? Because it's real and it's sad?
Spent so many hours writin' these words
I'm makin' these beats
And I hit the right cords
I don't know what else you want me to do
I put my soul in this shit like a shoe
Maybe I'll make it, and maybe I won't
At least I try though, you can't say I don't
Hold up the beat
Stop up the flow
Give me a sec while I light up this STOG
*Flick*
Flexin' and flexin' I got these racks
Runnin' through the thrift shop
Poppin' these tags
Always got the loudest shit in town
When I roll by you gonna hear the bass pound
Can't trust these hoes 'cause they all liars
Can't pull the truth out
Even with pliers
20 sack in my back pocket
Pull it up, roll it out
Get higher than a fuckin' rocket
Hop out the Rover they turnin' their heads
Carry a Glock ain't fuckin' with feds
Poppin' the cap and I'm takin' these meds
Right all my wrongs?
Eh I don't make amends
This is my style, this is my flow
In a few years, I'm gonna blow
I already feel it, I already know
I drop that bitch, I don't fuck with no hoe
Dont fuck with you, ain't lettin' it go
Get over here bro, get ready for a show
Ain't gonna go, I ain't gonna stop
You're girl already here, givin' me top.(ahh)
I'm gettin' this money, I'm gettin' this cheese
I got your bitch down on both of her knees
Suckin' my dick, (ahh) fuckin' my cock
I don't give a damn, I got a Glock
Get rid of my opps, when all this shit pops
People be surprised when this shit drops
Said it once and I'll say it again
No I'm not gonna put down my pen
Hatin' from the sidelines you a lame
I'm just out here gainin' some fame
(Tsk tsk tsk tsk)
Yuh, aye, (aye)
(Arcane)
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Writer(s): Jadon Parker
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