Typing makes niggas feel harder to they self when they read it
Ain't even worth the two cents to repeat it
Ain't droppin' likes or a heart for your thesis
Ain't even like what you mean when you speak it
Ain't even hype to the thing that you preachin'
Don't have no wind at your sails, what you seeking
Won't wade through sin if you obviously sinking
And you got the nerve to tell me where my seat is
NMM-NM! No usher
It ain't got shine bro
Real lackluster
It ain't got that pop
Still no mustard
And I ain't got time bro
Coming off like a buster
I take a spoon to the pot
It would take the whole moon to stop
Don't treat your blessings like Lot
Outside the grace what you got
See I be leaning on faith
I keep the world at a jab
And everything that's dead I let pass
Don't scream genocide if it's bad
I seen peace go get the bag
Oh! oh! oh! it was fun while it lasted
Hope they soul
Isn't deep in the casket
Your rewards?
Getting paid
Thanks for asking
And all you speak
Let gravity Drag in
No usher
It ain't got shine bro
Real lackluster
It ain't got that pop
Still no mustard
And I ain't got time bro
Coming off like a buster
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Typing makes niggas feel harder to they self when they read it
Ain't even worth the two cents to repeat it
Ain't droppin' likes or a heart for your thesis
Ain't even like what you mean when you speak it
Ain't even hype to the thing that you preachin'
Don't have no wind at your sails, what you seeking
Won't wade through sin if you obviously sinking
And you got the nerve to tell me where my seat is
NMM-NM! No usher
It ain't got shine bro
Real lackluster
It ain't got that pop
Still no mustard
And I ain't got time bro
Coming off like a buster
I take a spoon to the pot
It would take the whole moon to stop
Don't treat your blessings like Lot
Outside the grace what you got
See I be leaning on faith
I keep the world at a jab
And everything that's dead I let pass
Don't scream genocide if it's bad
I seen peace go get the bag
Oh! oh! oh! it was fun while it lasted
Hope they soul
Isn't deep in the casket
Your rewards?
Getting paid
Thanks for asking
And all you speak
Let gravity Drag in
No usher
It ain't got shine bro
Real lackluster
It ain't got that pop
Still no mustard
And I ain't got time bro
Coming off like a buster
Ain't even worth the two cents to repeat it
Ain't droppin' likes or a heart for your thesis
Ain't even like what you mean when you speak it
Ain't even hype to the thing that you preachin'
Don't have no wind at your sails, what you seeking
Won't wade through sin if you obviously sinking
And you got the nerve to tell me where my seat is
NMM-NM! No usher
It ain't got shine bro
Real lackluster
It ain't got that pop
Still no mustard
And I ain't got time bro
Coming off like a buster
I take a spoon to the pot
It would take the whole moon to stop
Don't treat your blessings like Lot
Outside the grace what you got
See I be leaning on faith
I keep the world at a jab
And everything that's dead I let pass
Don't scream genocide if it's bad
I seen peace go get the bag
Oh! oh! oh! it was fun while it lasted
Hope they soul
Isn't deep in the casket
Your rewards?
Getting paid
Thanks for asking
And all you speak
Let gravity Drag in
No usher
It ain't got shine bro
Real lackluster
It ain't got that pop
Still no mustard
And I ain't got time bro
Coming off like a buster
Writer: Courtney King
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