Gates
Yeah, I came clean, from the unseen
Out of a black screen with the swag of a black king
Yeah, I'm new but I'm not green on the rap scene
I'm amused, when I drop, she gets wet, when you drop, she goes dry clean
Every one of yours a drag queen
Big bodies, big-boned but still pussies
Tyler Perry's coochies, muzzles on em faces Straight hair in bushes
Tryna ambush us while keeping em gates closed for your community
Ain't no unity nor integrity
Gotta introduce with the deuce up
Tryna fuck around but you too soft
If we talk about em long noses, it ain't Ussop
Whose fault is it if you grew soft, nigga
Long run but you fall too short, nigga
Home run when the game too raw, nigga you a goofball, nigga
Fuck all that slick talk, nigga
Better quit the tough act, nigga, you a punk ass nigga
Of course, I'm a smart ass, nigga, but no weird ass nigga
Offspring of corporate man, I'm a classy ass nigga
But daddy from the trenches too, with no guns involved
With them brain cells he made it out the mud, and Imma do it too
Intelligent
You're too intelligent to get them shitty grades, what my teacher said to me
I guess I'm too smart with autistic ways, homie
(Ah)
But no book smart finna rise, 'cause the truth's not utilized
See the rainbow, at the end it's a pot of lies, nigga
(Ah)
Out of a black screen with the swag of a black king
Yeah, I'm new but I'm not green on the rap scene
I'm amused, when I drop, she gets wet, when you drop, she goes dry clean
Every one of yours a drag queen
Big bodies, big-boned but still pussies
Tyler Perry's coochies, muzzles on em faces Straight hair in bushes
Tryna ambush us while keeping em gates closed for your community
Ain't no unity nor integrity
Gotta introduce with the deuce up
Tryna fuck around but you too soft
If we talk about em long noses, it ain't Ussop
Whose fault is it if you grew soft, nigga
Long run but you fall too short, nigga
Home run when the game too raw, nigga you a goofball, nigga
Fuck all that slick talk, nigga
Better quit the tough act, nigga, you a punk ass nigga
Of course, I'm a smart ass, nigga, but no weird ass nigga
Offspring of corporate man, I'm a classy ass nigga
But daddy from the trenches too, with no guns involved
With them brain cells he made it out the mud, and Imma do it too
Intelligent
You're too intelligent to get them shitty grades, what my teacher said to me
I guess I'm too smart with autistic ways, homie
(Ah)
But no book smart finna rise, 'cause the truth's not utilized
See the rainbow, at the end it's a pot of lies, nigga
(Ah)
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Writer(s): Glenn Minko
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