Homage
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around, comes around, that's karma nigga
Put the city on my back, on my momma nigga
I was born a black king, paid homage nigga
Versace frames playboy, these ain't Ray Bans
Heart of gold, warrior soul, equals a great man
I got a date with destiny, no time to make plans
I'm ridin' with the same niggas, ain't no time to make friends
I started at the beginning, but just to make ends
And when you true to yourself, no need to chase trends
My youngins tag your whip and I ain't talkin' bout no spray cans
Low profile, in a drop top, grey Benz
Pour liquor for the soldiers that done passed away
Gotta put some cash away, we hustle at a faster pace
Feds lurk, move the stash away
Ride clean on a Saturday, ride clean on the factories
Full charge like a battery, can't fool me with flattery
Fine art like a gallery, goin' hard for my salary
Calculatin' my strategy, I don't know why you mad at me
You niggas got the audacity, master room with the master key
Address me as your majesty
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
Always go harder than the last time
Go harder just to pass time
Life's a bitch and I'm speedin', so I bought her ass a fast ride
In this race, niggas burnt out like they hit the glass pipe
I need my money stacked higher than Len Bias on draft night
Long as my fam good, and my cash right
My niggas straight and the camp tight
We gon' be lit like a lamplight
Tint on the whip like a campsite
Killin' these niggas by landslide
Y'all really believe in these damn lies
From rappers who wanna be bad guys
Who walk in the dark with a flashlight
But claim that they livin' the trap life
Where's the proof
I bring it every time when I step in the booth
GEE$ never lie when he's spittin' the truth
Three set the tone when he sent me the loop
Prayed for some luck and they sent me a coupe
Straight motivation when I spit to the youth
Gotta make a play, so I give him the deuce
Keep up the pace, these niggas confused
Look on their face when I give them the news
They slick in the face and the feelin' is blue
Arrive at the wake just to give you balloons
Never in your life try to play me a fool
Couldn't walk a mile if they gave you my shoes
Couldn't face me if they made it to Zoom
I break them every time when they gave me the rules
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
What goes around, comes around, that's karma nigga
Put the city on my back, on my momma nigga
I was born a black king, paid homage nigga
Versace frames playboy, these ain't Ray Bans
Heart of gold, warrior soul, equals a great man
I got a date with destiny, no time to make plans
I'm ridin' with the same niggas, ain't no time to make friends
I started at the beginning, but just to make ends
And when you true to yourself, no need to chase trends
My youngins tag your whip and I ain't talkin' bout no spray cans
Low profile, in a drop top, grey Benz
Pour liquor for the soldiers that done passed away
Gotta put some cash away, we hustle at a faster pace
Feds lurk, move the stash away
Ride clean on a Saturday, ride clean on the factories
Full charge like a battery, can't fool me with flattery
Fine art like a gallery, goin' hard for my salary
Calculatin' my strategy, I don't know why you mad at me
You niggas got the audacity, master room with the master key
Address me as your majesty
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
Always go harder than the last time
Go harder just to pass time
Life's a bitch and I'm speedin', so I bought her ass a fast ride
In this race, niggas burnt out like they hit the glass pipe
I need my money stacked higher than Len Bias on draft night
Long as my fam good, and my cash right
My niggas straight and the camp tight
We gon' be lit like a lamplight
Tint on the whip like a campsite
Killin' these niggas by landslide
Y'all really believe in these damn lies
From rappers who wanna be bad guys
Who walk in the dark with a flashlight
But claim that they livin' the trap life
Where's the proof
I bring it every time when I step in the booth
GEE$ never lie when he's spittin' the truth
Three set the tone when he sent me the loop
Prayed for some luck and they sent me a coupe
Straight motivation when I spit to the youth
Gotta make a play, so I give him the deuce
Keep up the pace, these niggas confused
Look on their face when I give them the news
They slick in the face and the feelin' is blue
Arrive at the wake just to give you balloons
Never in your life try to play me a fool
Couldn't walk a mile if they gave you my shoes
Couldn't face me if they made it to Zoom
I break them every time when they gave me the rules
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
Ain't no lies, I'm the truth, I'm an honest nigga
What goes around comes around, that's karma, nigga
Put the city on my back, on my mama, nigga
I was born a black king, pay homage, nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Gerald Sheppard
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