[ Featuring Cloud9foreal ]
Just blaze
What, what, what
I hustle hard, to this new cats I'm a danger
I garner their attention like a beep in their pager
I'm a rap star, wanna treat me like a stranger
Living in denial and their heart's filled with anger
I ain't ya favorite rapper, I'm your hoe's favorite
You think about it, but you don't got the guts to say it
I hop on the mic, the verse, I spray it
I ain't the type of brotha that you wanna play with
I'm out to bring the rap from the dead, it plateaued
Way 'fore, the game filled with fakes, what for
Like 'em fake chains you put on, I come for your throat
I probe, do you really wanna go toe to toe?
You should be focused on rapping, instead you focused on capping
Barking at the wrong tree you stray dogs be yapping
What the f*ck is happening, each other flows they jacking
A ghost does their writing and these hoes do the chatting
You'll quit this shit? Never
Talk is cheap, whatever
F*ck these hating rats 'cause we out for the cheddar
Where my dawgs at? Whattup
Where my thugs at? Strapped up
We gon' ride or die cause we don't give a f*ck
You'll quit this shit? Never
Talk is cheap, whatever
F*ck these hating rats 'cause we out for the cheddar
Where my dawgs at? Whattup
Where my thugs at? Strapped up
We gon' ride or die cause we don't give a f*ck
I'm hearin' these fools talkin' bout warning me not to rap gangsta
I been born in this war and nobody ever asked
My opinion never before my seed got planted
By the man I look up to hardcore, plus I'm Albanian
Then what did all 'em rap stars ever try for?
Shut doors means we write more, Glocks roll
Mean you struck gold, high call, live and die for
I want out but can't quit this game till my last chord
Am I awake in the daylight when I'm up or
I'm living at night in a dream-world while my mind's blown?
I fight back hard, deny every crime I'm trialed for
I'm in psych mode, you like jokes? Snakes f*ck y'all
They smile in your face, pray hard for your downfall
So, gangsta rap is dead? How the f*ck's that my fault?
Should have popped y'all 'fore you popped outta your pop's balls
This is my world, rent's due by next month yo, F*ck all yo
You'll quit this shit? Never
Talk is cheap, whatever
F*ck these hating rats 'cause we out for the cheddar
Where my dawgs at? Whattup
Where my thugs at? Strapped up
We gon' ride or die cause we don't give a f*ck
You'll quit this shit? Never
Talk is cheap, whatever
F*ck these hating rats 'cause we out for the cheddar
Where my dawgs at? Whattup
Where my thugs at? Strapped up
We gon' ride or die cause we don't give a f*ck
I ain't got nothing to hold, there is a story not told
A bitch acting to bold and all 'em lies that he sold
Swearing he be the one, but he foldin' like clothes
Acting all rough when he powders his nose
Telling your bitch you been in 'em brawls, you seen it before
Shit talk, one hand on them balls while standing in waltz
Act hard, send in your men to watching 'em all fall
Black out, scared in your soul, that's why I ain't f*cking wit y'all
Split you like Berlin in this hoe, can't climb on this walls
You out here seeking the fame, you can't stand on this hall
Can't make a step forward, you can try but you'll stall
Murder she wrote, whack like the rhymes that you stole
You're lyrically gold, you're dope, they be callin' you G.O.A.T
F*ck your ghost writer and the stupid shit that he wrote
Run your mouth for them shows, no dawgs, rollin' with hoes
Get choked by a mic in your throat - punk you're broke, you're a f*cking joke
You'll quit this shit? Never
Talk is cheap, whatever
F*ck these hating rats 'cause we out for the cheddar
Where my dawgs at? Whattup
Where my thugs at? Strapped up
We gon' ride or die cause we don't give a f*ck
You'll quit this shit? Never
Talk is cheap, whatever
F*ck these hating rats 'cause we out for the cheddar
Where my dawgs at? Whattup
Where my thugs at? Strapped up
We gon' ride or die cause we don't give a f*ck
