Pone Pacino - Pardon Me Lyrics

I ain't the one for you to play with
It's no coincidence that don't nobody say shit I can't miss
These motherf*ckers, bruh, wish 'em well
Me no woman, no cry, Capone don't kiss and tell
Digital scales they still riding round with residue
Digital sales in this day and age call it revenue
I never knew so many of you could be so f*cking fake
And now y'all got your hand out, guess what you f*cking late?
It's Pone the Great, you had to wait fresh off a hiatus
Hi haters, look, I'm sorry had to keep you waiting
Appreciate your patience, can't deviate from greatness this here my calling
I had to leave 'em slipping while I keep balling, ain't never stopping
You know that blick got a switch, come on you know the rules
They say, Pone, you too old, got everything to lose
You tell me, act my age, hoe, mind your business
I promise you ain't trying to make my shit list, God as my witness
Oh, you mad I'm in my bag right now? Well, pardon me
It ain't my fault her pussy, throb to my style So pardon me
When I smile, you know it's hard to see So pardon me
Keep it a buck no one as hard as me so pardon me
They ask me why I talk this street shit, I never left
So please watch how you approach me or get forever stretched
I get vexed and all bets are off
These clowns push this tough agenda soft as terry cloth, they very soft
You ain't squaring off with me, that's a no-go, bro
I miss you and hit your partners, that's a bo-go, though
At my age, you should be lapping me, but that's a fantasy
They ain't prepared for Pacino causing catastrophe
You can talk all you want, just don't call me broke
Because the better half of me still wants all that smoke
Yeah, I've been counted out, but I got off that dope
I keep a chip on my shoulder, so f*ck all y'all, though
I ain't hating on the youth, but is all y'all slow
I'm speaking what you wanna say, but I know y'all won't
I know the fans have been deprived, so I brought that funk
So don't say that it's a reach when I pop that trunk
You got that punk?
Oh, you mad I'm in my bag right now
Well, pardon me
It ain't my fault her pussy throb to my style
So pardon me,
When I smile you know it's hard to see
So pardon me
Keep it a buck no one as hard as me
So pardon me,
I had a dream, I hit the plug and I was back at it
Shoebox money, a burner phone, I'll have the trap active
I clap back at any of y'all that's taking shots
F*ck around, find your body inside a vacant lot
You think you hot till a motherf*cker turn up the heat
My shit official, I drop, I'm burning up the street
Y'all turning up deceased, f*cking with a demon
Shit's way more serious than it seeming, you've been defeated
We some elitists out here beasting, chucking up the deuce
I fell short from addiction, so look what's your excuse
I've been the truth, so it's time you reconsider
On the path to victory, ain't never bitter, cold as the winter
And as I enter the room, I see the mood change
Got y'all depressed, ayo, somebody take they shoes strings
I do things strategically, it's the G in me
Success the best for those who ain't believe in me
F*ck all y'all evenly