Recognition

Yeah nigga
I'm the type to script the measure cause it's Sounding too good
You the type to get too scary when they Sounding too hood
I'm from Oakland, California niggas wishing they Would
Identify the peckerwood the gentrifiers be shook Tap dance for the accolade I find it disrespect
And full of shit and inspired and conspire for a Check
Filter niggas out like Brita hating on me like I'm Steph
Beef with niggas run deep like Rasheed with the Refs (yeah)
Don't gaslight some bullshit in my face
I'm matador these words tatted bringing armor To base
This loyalty done had the chains on it righting my Wrongs
Misconstrued hella shit got me writing these Songs
Not on no Kanye shit but I might spazz on em
I drop a slab on em fiends might attack me for The tablet
There's no recognition for niggas who put it on The plasma
Kind hearted till it's tattered from many who's Built plastic I had it

How the fuck you bounce back when your attitude Ronda Rousey?
You come from a happy home why the fuck does Violence arouse you?
Doused with the fame from another mans chain How the verse from soul if it's another mans Brain?
Father time is looking borrowed from the shit That they pop
That gridiron was your field you wasn't bussing No shots
Just keep it to true to yourself when you lie on The cot
Cause my niggas on the block popped from lie of The cops
For the price of little caesars some niggas Raising the heater
Caesarian type of cut to a nigga his mother Seedless
Rather take a buck fifty than a backstabbing Leacher
Just to find out for the record recorded their own Ether I see the price of fame I see they pyramid Scheming
They say they not the same I said u stupid Niggas be tweaking
On my mama I'm not no thug they tried to test Me and leak me
Gonna be a whole lotta red like Carti you see me



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Writer(s): Jalen Kennedy
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