Feat. Torae, Sean Price, Guilty Simpson
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With all due respect, I barely respect niggas
Nike sweat suit, I'm ready to check niggas
Give 'em scarf work, I'm all on yo neck, niggas
Sway the revolution by waving a tech, nigga
Wake up show, still sleep, time to wake up tho
Might see me with the Mac, but it ain't make up, yo
I make up flows, to cake up and make up mo'
And stay low so the Jake don't know
Bay Bro this heat tank, time to make sure that the street straight
Locked it down on a release date
Buried the B-brakes, heavy on the beat till the beat-brake
Bag a bad bitch then beat brakes, double entendres
Barrel brothers is doubled with monsters,
With random acts added it's bonkers,
We body your roaster in broad daylight
Tell 'em rock-a-by baby, till they all get the concept
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Chip off the old block, a great shot
From right here, I can pick off yo whole block
Pick off my old knot. My pocket is a dead president
Cemetery, I get you buried, and I still pistol carry
It goes without sayn, sprayn the niggas that change clothes
Used to keep work with one of my main hoes
Then I had to dump her and grind it all summer
Your front runners turned gun bumpers?
My gun's slump ya', and leave you in a slum dumpster
My understanding is zero, tryna play a hero?
I point a Desert Eagle at yo ego
That's just me tho
Squeeze the hammer when I see a vandal
And beat enamel off his teeth with the heated handle
Fuck around and violate the squad Imma buck 'em down
Who got the muscle now?
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All in together now, it's whatever now
John threes and low nit sweaters now
The old league is ours like forever now
Filthy forty and ninety if you let us now
All in together now, it's whatever now
John threes and low nit sweaters now
The old league is ours like forever now
Filthy forty and ninety if you let us now
All in together
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MontClair skully is fittin' me like a crown
I'm all year money, so this isn't comin' down
They talk heres funny, I'm listening for them now
And they all here hungry but shit if they won a round
Now do believe I'm true indeed, the 2 to 3
Shuttlesworth and I'm buttersworth on a shootin' spree
Sharp shooters, part shooters, move the seas, get it?
Shuttlesworth, part seas
Jesus, are we even aimed at the same dot?
Thrown for the crate, I'll cook you a straight swap
Man down, kudos, you know, you stand up with me
You standin' next to a Pharrell like a Hugo
For this new wave, this all swingin' for mine
I was probably hit yo mom's, and pennin' your rhymes
I can't lie, if you see me in and outta yo place
I should have stuck with my gut and let it rock on her face
I pay homage
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All praise is due, respect that
Sket clap, Sean's shady too,
P, Shake sucka da shakiddy salt shaker
not conducive to big words like
Walt Frazier
I'm all major but I'm minor to Ebro
I'm totin' all the time, what the fuck do he know?!
Ten percent blood sucker under paw
I un-tuck the gun, buck the sucka on the floor
P, whoo, I don't like boy rappers
All mark for death like the white boy hatcher
I'm no racist so white boy rappers is
Good money, look, I just despize toy rappers
Sean is the shit, the shit Sean spit is legit
Legitimate bars, Pa, you a ignorant bitch
Hip-hop hurray, be happy you nigga hip for hip-hop today
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All in together now, it's whatever now
John threes and low nit sweaters now
The old league is ours like forever now
Filthy forty and ninety if you let us now
All in together now, it's whatever now
John threes and low nit sweaters now
The old league is ours like forever now
Filthy forty and ninety if you let us now
All in together
