Not A Rapper
Turn me up, Slime
You know, I don't think nobody gonna support me harder than I put support myself
You know, all it took was patience
I ain't never hated all it took was motivation
You know, just stay dedicated
I guess that's what I can say
Patience, all it took was preparation
Put my life on every, beat now I get paid
Just for thinking, they can't play me like no rapper
Leave a nigga, D-O-A, he run up on me
I'ma clap em, I'ma do the race
Police get behind me, ain't no stopping and it's gon' be a chase
Stop the car, hop out, on feet like fuck the car
We tryna it's dark, bitch, I can't even see
Make them crackers do they job ain't snitchin' like that nigga Lique
All that shit they talk about, what they gone' do to me ain't phasing me
Ayy, niggas playin' gangsta, writin' statements, that shit lame to me
Maani think he safe we had him, naked runnin' down the street
Catch you down, bad get on your ass, we gon' shut down the scene
Lost my mind that day, I got that call bout my nigga Street
That shit hurt me the most, but you'll tell me rock out on the beat
Ten thirty one, three letters, round my neck, it stand for F.M.G
Keep my head up, but it be hard cause you ain't next to me
trials & tribulations, I can't let it get the best of me
Ayy, I can't let it get the best of me
Niggas dissin' on the set, you know somebody gotta bleed
Backwood to the face, help me think, pray for better days
Smilin' in my face, I know it's fake, so I stay out the way
Niggas hate, they can't relate
That nigga shot my house, he miss
I'm tryna leave, won't hesitate
Codeine Take, the pain away, perc 30, help me meditate
I'm just tryna elevate, one day I know I gotta lay
Ayy, patience all it took was preparation
Put my life on every beat, now I get paid
Just for thinkin', they can't play me like no rapper
Leave a nigga, D-O-A, he run up on me
I'ma clap him, I'ma do the race
Police get behind me, ain't no stopping its gon' be a chase
Stop the car, hop out, on feet like fuck the car
We tryna flee, it's dark, bitch, I can't even see
Made them crackers do they job, ain't snitchin' like that nigga Lique
All that shit they talk about, what they gon' do to me, ain't phasing ' me
Ayy, put on for my niggas, ain't no stoppin' till we on the map
Still be in the track, can't miss a play, so I can take a nap
Draco came from Pakistan, youngin movin' like Taliban
Zip you up and close your mouth, fuck that boy, put em with his man
Wonder why free lucci, I don't fuck with niggas like the Klan
Back then I ain't have a thang, I left them lil' boys in my city
Niggas, they can't even hang
Told lil bruh he can't slide on this drill, we ain't got time to wait
Fuck em, they ain't with me, they against me, we gon' boost the rate
Hell nah, I ain't got time to play
Bout that bag, get on your ass
Say you smokin' who? Where you at, nigga
Ight bet, let's see who be smokin' last
Bout my brudda, I'm goin' extra, nigga, you ain't tryna crash
I was down bad on my dick still gave you everything I had
Niggas still goin' out bad
Wtf these Niggas broke asf
That shit sad
Patience, all it took was preparation
Put my life on every beat, now I get paid
Just for thinkin', they can't play me like no rapper
Leave a nigga D.O.A., he run up on me
I'ma clap him, I'ma do the race
Police get behind me, ain't no stoppin its gon' be a chase
Stop the car, hop out, on feet like fuck the car
We tryna flee,its dark bitch, I can't even see
Make them crackers do they job, ain't snitchin' like that nigga Lique
All that shit, they talkin' bout what they gon' do to me ain't phasing me
You know, I don't think nobody gonna support me harder than I put support myself
You know, all it took was patience
I ain't never hated all it took was motivation
You know, just stay dedicated
I guess that's what I can say
Patience, all it took was preparation
Put my life on every, beat now I get paid
Just for thinking, they can't play me like no rapper
Leave a nigga, D-O-A, he run up on me
I'ma clap em, I'ma do the race
Police get behind me, ain't no stopping and it's gon' be a chase
Stop the car, hop out, on feet like fuck the car
We tryna it's dark, bitch, I can't even see
Make them crackers do they job ain't snitchin' like that nigga Lique
All that shit they talk about, what they gone' do to me ain't phasing me
Ayy, niggas playin' gangsta, writin' statements, that shit lame to me
Maani think he safe we had him, naked runnin' down the street
Catch you down, bad get on your ass, we gon' shut down the scene
Lost my mind that day, I got that call bout my nigga Street
That shit hurt me the most, but you'll tell me rock out on the beat
Ten thirty one, three letters, round my neck, it stand for F.M.G
Keep my head up, but it be hard cause you ain't next to me
trials & tribulations, I can't let it get the best of me
Ayy, I can't let it get the best of me
Niggas dissin' on the set, you know somebody gotta bleed
Backwood to the face, help me think, pray for better days
Smilin' in my face, I know it's fake, so I stay out the way
Niggas hate, they can't relate
That nigga shot my house, he miss
I'm tryna leave, won't hesitate
Codeine Take, the pain away, perc 30, help me meditate
I'm just tryna elevate, one day I know I gotta lay
Ayy, patience all it took was preparation
Put my life on every beat, now I get paid
Just for thinkin', they can't play me like no rapper
Leave a nigga, D-O-A, he run up on me
I'ma clap him, I'ma do the race
Police get behind me, ain't no stopping its gon' be a chase
Stop the car, hop out, on feet like fuck the car
We tryna flee, it's dark, bitch, I can't even see
Made them crackers do they job, ain't snitchin' like that nigga Lique
All that shit they talk about, what they gon' do to me, ain't phasing ' me
Ayy, put on for my niggas, ain't no stoppin' till we on the map
Still be in the track, can't miss a play, so I can take a nap
Draco came from Pakistan, youngin movin' like Taliban
Zip you up and close your mouth, fuck that boy, put em with his man
Wonder why free lucci, I don't fuck with niggas like the Klan
Back then I ain't have a thang, I left them lil' boys in my city
Niggas, they can't even hang
Told lil bruh he can't slide on this drill, we ain't got time to wait
Fuck em, they ain't with me, they against me, we gon' boost the rate
Hell nah, I ain't got time to play
Bout that bag, get on your ass
Say you smokin' who? Where you at, nigga
Ight bet, let's see who be smokin' last
Bout my brudda, I'm goin' extra, nigga, you ain't tryna crash
I was down bad on my dick still gave you everything I had
Niggas still goin' out bad
Wtf these Niggas broke asf
That shit sad
Patience, all it took was preparation
Put my life on every beat, now I get paid
Just for thinkin', they can't play me like no rapper
Leave a nigga D.O.A., he run up on me
I'ma clap him, I'ma do the race
Police get behind me, ain't no stoppin its gon' be a chase
Stop the car, hop out, on feet like fuck the car
We tryna flee,its dark bitch, I can't even see
Make them crackers do they job, ain't snitchin' like that nigga Lique
All that shit, they talkin' bout what they gon' do to me ain't phasing me
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Writer(s): Sharode Adams
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