One cuckoo over the chicken coop
I ain't got a rap but I'm feeling suped
You got duped, took a deal
Sold your soul for a dollar, we just kept it trill
We bout to shoot a dozen reels, f*ck how you feel
And give it all back to the kids, tell me who's real
So ill when I grab the microphone
Calling all the bad bitches, honey I'm home
No loans, straight cash
I ain't got a sag just to show my ass
No I'm not bragging, no flag dragging
Black magic anytime I had the package
No loans, straight cash I ain't got a sag just to show my ass
No I'm not bragging, no flag dragging
Black magic anytime I had the package
I'm not the cook so I don't stir the pot
Never wanted a lot, just a watch and some pot
Three hots and a cot without the steel box
And maybe just a little sloppy top on the top
They say that rap's changed and there's no doubt about it
But I come to bring it back cause we still bout it, bout it
Got the money and the power, this is all about respect
If you hustle like we hustle it's for your projects
If you hustle like we hustle this for your project
This for your projects
If you hustle like we that this for your projects
This for your projects