BLACKLIST

All I have in this world is my balls
And my words
And I don't break 'em
For no one

You can put me on a blacklist, go ahead
We all know you full of shit
Bitch, you can suck these nuts, are you outta yo head?
Thinking I'll switch up for a lick

Yo
I'm mad as fuck
Got off the phone with some punk ass corrupt
Music executive with a supposed ladder up (sure)
Birdman copy paste, attitude acting tough
Asserting his dominance flashing his lavish stuff (bitch)

"Oh, what you got? You even got a Patek, bruh? (Nah)
I got a 16-car garage in my mansion, love (right)
I know Dr. Dre, people at Interscope
And by the way, you know Flo-Rida? Well, that's my cuz" (of course)

From the jump knew there was something off about this guy
But lemme peep through the door before I slam it shut
He begins to denigrate who I am as a man
Said cuz I didn't have a dad, it's the reason I ain't man enough (bitch)

Growing up I didn't have a father, yeah I get it
But my momma, got more balls than you could fit in your pants, uh-huh (that's right)

He said my mother raised a pussy
Don't go there cuz imma slap the fuck
Out your sex offender looking ass
Don't care if you strapped in Calabas with 20 gangstas, bruh

I wasn't raised by a man but I know where I stand
He told me "I'm your only hope in all this rapping stuff
But if you don't do what I say, then imma wrap this up"

You can put me on a blacklist, go ahead
We all know you full of shit (ain't scaring no one)
Bitch, you can suck these nuts, are you outta yo head?
Thinking I'll switch up for a lick (you out yo mind how)

Cuz I don't think you know who the fuck you talking with, yeah
So you can put me on a blacklist, go ahead
Cuz I know you full of shit, bitch

He tryin'a pep talk like "do you want this bad enough?" (Huh)
Then this sick old mother fucker started acting sus (da fuck)
Saying he loved me like a son and I'm a handsome buck
Now he's getting creepier whenever he start asking stuff

Like when's the last time you grabbed your dick and jacked it off? (Pause)
Eagerly demanding to see me without a shirt
I'm dissociating thinking this fucker is a pervert
His patience wearing thin, he said "hurry up, Sam, the fuck?

Stop wasting my time, cuz I got racks to hunt
You gonna take off your shirt and show me your abs or what?" (Nah)
Now I can tell this is a trap, I'm guarded up
I told him "nah, I'm good" then he throws a temper tantrum

He said "your work ethic is shit, you won't amount to nun'
I got people who do whatever I ask and some (so?)
See little bitch that's why you'll stay in Puerto Rico
I hustled so I'm rich living next to the Kardashians (oh sure)

You a fake artist, if you don't follow my instructions
Then imma put you on a blacklist and that's what's up"
I told him go ahead, you got me confused
If you think imma quiver in fear from the ground I'm standing from

You can put me on a blacklist, go ahead
We all know you full of shit (full of shit)
Bitch, you can suck these nuts, are you outta yo head?
Thinking I'll switch up for a lick (say hi to Dre for me)

Cuz I don't think you know who the fuck you talking with, yeah (not at all)
So you can put me on a blacklist, go ahead
Cuz I know you full of shit

Don't gotta hold you to the light to see right through you
Cuz real recognize real, right? You can't scam a buck
Damn, and I'm sorry for other rappers cuz
They'll prolly fall into the trap and be taken advantage of (shit)

Yeah, but I'm so thankful I'm a fan of Russ
He showed me the ropes to the industry and all you scamming fucks

To make it imma do whatever it takes (right)
But there's no amount of moola that could ever be paid for my integrity
So at the end of the day, if I despise what I see in the mirror, what's the money matter, huh? (Don't matter)

He's getting annoyed cuz I won't obey and succumb
He said "dawg, you unappreciative as they come
I usually take 50 grand for my services
But I was gonna let it slide for a simple rack and done (cap)
I'll make sure nobody hears of your name
You'll never get in the game, you killed your own career, Sam is done

You're better off working a part time job
Good luck bitch, you gonna need a miracle and magic dust"
But I been chasing after greatness, never chasing after luck
You mistaken, you insane if you been thinking Sam is dumb

Stay woke, not every hand is to help you up (nah)
That same hand when you turn around can stab and cut
I don't care if this industry is 95% business
I'll make it on that 5% just with talent, son

Put me on a blacklist, go ahead
We all know you full of shit (you're full of shit, man)
Bitch, you can suck these nuts, are you outta yo head?
Thinking I'll switch up for a lick (never in a million years)

Cuz I don't think you know who the fuck you talking with, yeah
So you can put me on a blacklist, go ahead
Cuz I know you full of shit



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Writer(s): Sam Claudio
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