루피(Loopy) - Plan B Lyrics

Cash rules, everything around me Don't worry, I don't stress
Get around it just like Plan B Put my dick inside the game
And now I'm just a bastard Tryna get remastered
Pick it up, get faster All my rhymes are cynical

Sometimes they sounding biblical Put me on a cross
Call me next time Jesus walks When I'm on the mound don't balk
All these niggas wanna talk When it comes the time to shine
All y'all niggas do is whine Talkin' bout the time ain't right

Nigga, get your ass in line losing's all part of the fight
Gotta find what's best for you You don't need no f*ckin' crew
Take your hand and pick a few Don't you know mistakes are great
Why the f*ck you fightin' fate? Take your plate and clean it up

Wrigley Field 2016 Man, them cubs was lookin' mean
A hundred year's was counted out Then we caught a dub, no doubt
Trust a process like Embiid Your future's moldin' as I speak
Ain't nobody can compete Make a splash and make it last

Get your bros, f*ck them hoes All them girls don't care about you
Tryna trap you like a parent Come on, man, we got some plans
Even if they out of view Stand your ground and don't you frown
Go and make your parents proud F*ck the stans, f*ck them fans

F*ckin' up your mainframe Get your head in the game
Troy Bolton, we ain't foldin' life a motherf*ckin' musical
Melodious and tuneful Full of pleasant sounds
Tryna distract you from the crown People finna count you out

Don't you ever back down My goal is to rule the world
Came to town like Genghis Khan Got Mongolian beef
F*ck the drama, shit is weak Now I got the time to speak my mind
Let me take a peek inside cerebral cortex Got the brain of all the vets

Reimagined with context to put to rest All the bets against me
Now I'm tryna see what's next History repeats itself
It ain't really a mystery, a godsent Missionary with a f*ckin' scheme
Martin Luther King had a dream back in 1963

All that shit was not for seen Now we gettin' cream
Rulin' ain't easy But pimpin' ain't either
Go and put your ego aside Think it's time to realign
What's goin' on within your life I done f*cked up a lot too

Maybe even burned some bridges That I wish I had back
Matter fact, f*ck that You see, what is done is done
Take your life and move along Ding dong, who is that
It's your future at the door Go ahead and open up

Pack your bags, we're movin' on Being free is destiny
F*ck an agency on me Stack your money, get that cream
People actin' funny, givin' you some f*ckin' looks
Give em' all the f*ckin' boot Double doink, Cody Parkey

Zoinks, Scoop, spark a doob Get a room, f*ck a party
Call me Marty, not Mcfly short for Martin like the King
Don't call me Elvis, not from Tupelo But I puff on Do-si-do
Smokin' on the most potent spoken word I'm gonna preach it

Cherry pickin', stole a bucket Call me Precious, not a preacher
That gossip shit is sickening Can even call it weakening
Talkin' bout somebody, you a f*ckin' quidnuk Go ahead, look it up
Inquisitive and gossipy Actin' like you been there

Since the day they came out the womb Over time, grew up with wounds
Never knew cause you a fool Come on, dude go finish school
Get to class, we tryna pass If you skip, you're a dope
Then you're gonna really hope you had a plan B

Finna f*ck yourself, look at ya now Ain't no time for an abortion
Shoulda knew that school's important Come on, bitch, got an appointment
Your life administrator's on the line Told ya, find a paradigm
Fix that motherf*ckin' shit Patterns kinda really suck
So you gotta give a f*ck Go and wake your ass up
Been asleep for way too long So I took my dreams and now these songs