I thought it was that from deltarune 😭😭😭😭

Look, I ain't gotta force it This that youngest on the 30 Under Forbes list (that cashin' out) Yeah, I be cashin' out, I be cashin' out (money) I moved my mama from the hood into a fortress (that fortress) I said I made a few million in some weeks, bitch (in some weeks) Hey, told the world about it, ain't no secret (secret) You niggas worried 'bout the crown, worried 'bout the crown (worried) Fuck it, you can tell them clowns they can keep it (they can keep it) At 17 I made six figures (yeah) Immature young rich nigga (what else?) By 21 I made a mil' twice (yeah) Your dreams, my real life I'm up early, you still asleep (sleep) I've been a wolf and I kill the sheep Gotta pray on the prey for my enemies 'Cause they wanna feed off my energy (yeah, yeah) Lyrically no one ahead of me I could die today, still leave a legacy That you can't ever be Put that on everything, this is my destiny It was all meant to be, fuck is you tellin' me? You ain't 'bout nothin' With my niggas, we flexin' and stuntin' 'Cause we had to work harder, was hustlin' Play your card 'cause we know that you bluffin' (yeah, hey) I got two cars, nigga, two cribs Big body in a little Benz Triplex on my own land And I paid bills before a grown man (that's right) That's on my mama, stackin' plenty commas Got good karma like the Dalai Lama (yeah) I'm tailor-made for this, buy designer Bitch, I'm the nigga, just to remind you (hey) Yeah To remind you, to remind you Yeah, murder gang, uh Run and make a nigga lose his vertebrae, uh Southside nigga, murder everything, uh Shots fire, make a nigga run, man (fire, fire) I sent your grandma a dick pic, uh Got that bitch all on my dick tip, uh I am so strange like a misfit, uh Kick that bitch out, she indifferent, uh Feel a nigga mind, see a nigga grind Fuckin' gold mine of a mind Full kai, Super Saiyan on these niggas Fightin' birds in the damn sky 'cause I'm damn fly Ay, ay Joey, ay Joey, I'm just, I'm just gon' stop rapping I'm just gon' stop rapping right now, on this song Not, I mean, not in general, but just on this song 'cause You slumped out? I ain't, yeah, I ain't tryna, I ain't tryna destroy these niggas Sike! Ay, grind on my dick like a Ripstik, uh My body count is like 60, uh Your bitch on me, she need CPR I fucked that bitch right on DVR I stuck that meat on her cheeky, yes I sucked her toes, yes I'm freaky, yes Caught a grand theft just like GTA If he talk shit, watch me beat him, ay Hop on that beat and I beat the A Work-work-work, shout out to RiRi, ay Keep a blade on me like Sasuke, uh Shout out my nigga, ImDontai, uh Build to the pussy like Fortnite, uh My dick is stuck in your whore like oww Cabron! ¿Qué tu dijiste? Bae, it's just a lyric bae ¿Qué tu dijiste? Look, I ain't gotta force it This that youngest on the 30 Under Forbes list (that cashin' out) Yeah, I be cashin' out, I be cashin' out (money) I moved my mama from the hood into a fortress (that fortress) I said I made a few million in some weeks, bitch (in some weeks) Hey, told the world about it, ain't no secret (secret) You niggas worried 'bout the crown, worried 'bout the crown (worried) Fuck it, you can tell them clowns they can keep it (they can keep it)

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What’s good y’all EUGHHH

garden gnome type beat

Yesss Berleezy

Yo everybody talking about Berleezy but not about the song itself such a great song from travis and kendrick

if this song ever comes up the only thing i can think of is andrew jackson thanks, internet

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WAKANDA

Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) And it's like that, lil' bitch MVP, I don't get no sleep, no, I don't like that, lil' bitch Bust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back, lil' bitch Do it bite back, lil' bitch? Need two life jackets, lil' bitch I ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control you I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my posters I've been ready, my whip been ready My bitch been ready, my clique been ready My shit's been ready, my check's been ready My shot's on full, that's Armageddon I got pull, I hope y'all ready My tank on full, you know, unleaded I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon' roll up I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready I reign all day, you know, confetti I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out Bought a '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend) I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah Fuck his baby mama, tryna sneak diss I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (Should I keep it?) I got big dawg status, it ain't no secret La di da di da, slob on me knob Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car La di da di da, mothafuck the law Chitty chitty bang, murder everything Bitch, I'm on a roll, and I put that on the gang Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) Changes Is you gon' do something about it? What you want? Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God? Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see it I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic, tapped in when I'm maxed in Comp-Town with the MAC-10s and the pumps in the background I was absent, never OG, standout I was lackin' everything else but doubt In the Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope They was like, "nope, " I was like, "boo yaow, boo yaow" (Yeah God) Tee off the day, know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate Throw me off, I be, "off ya head" Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edge Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feelings, fuck your culture Fuck your moral, fuck your family, fuck your tribe Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives Who am I? Not your father, not your brother Not your reason, not your future Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit Not your message, not your freedom Not your people, not your neighbor Not your baby, not your equal Not the title y'all want me under All hail King Killmonger Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars

I ain't really finna tell y'all how to get away with murda and shit Aye, aye, yeah Murda bless yo' trap Murda bless yo' trap Bitch, aye, oo Diamond on my neck like river (oo) I just fucked a bitch on Twitter (yeah) Put the K to his mouth like a motherfuckin' dinner Call lil' bitch get head like a pillow (yuh) Huh, woo, woo Tats on my body, and my face too (yeah) Damn, lil' bih' got attitude (damn) If her ass fat, I'mma smack too (woo) Rollie on my wrist, it's a bust down (splash) Hit your bitch from the back, she get bust down (yuh) Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm a mad hound (what?) Might as well put me in the dog pound (yeah) Don't hit my phone (huh?) That shit on do not disturb (yeah) AK make a footwork jerk (Lil Purpp) Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah) Don't hit my phone (huh) That shit on do not disturb (brr) Lil Purpp be off of the perc Hop in the Lamb, and that shit goin' skrrt (Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, Lil Boat, yeah) Sippin' on purple with Purpp (Purpp) Bentley coupe, this not no Chrysler (skrt skrt) Fuck on that bitch, and you wifed her Fuck I look like doing cyphers I'm getting richer now (uh) Finna start saying no to pictures now (uh) These bitches tripping (tripping) After I fuck, bitch I'm dippin' (I'm dippin') Big Benz on track, that shit Crippin' (skrrt) Yeah that shit blue Used to sip Hi-Tech like I had the flu Told that lil' baby, come suck on the crew Ain't no-one new 'round Lil Boat but you (woo) All of my watches over 60 (yeah) Audemars Piguet, make it do a 360 (damn) They hop out the coupe, and your hood and get risky (skrrt skrrt) In the spot with a strap 'cause security didn't frisk me (boom boom boom) Don't hit my phone (Lil Boat) That shit on do not disturb (fuck wit' me, fuck wit' me) AK make a footwork jerk (yeah) Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah) Don't hit my phone (huh) (gang) That shit on do not disturb (Lil Boat) Lil Purpp be off of the perc (Lil Boat) Hop in the Lamb, and that shit goin' skrrt (skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt) Smokin' on rocks, no nerds (hey) Hang a football like a hall of fame jersey (jersey) All it's gon' take is one word (one) Run in yo' house while you there, that's a burglary (ayy) For the nights and we fuckin' them thots (for the nights) For the Patek, I Rollie the watch (for the Patek) Off an addy, go cop a robot (off an addy) My bitch she plastic, she bust down a yacht (woo) I keep the du-du-du strapped at my crotch (du-du-du) I got them woo-woo-woos on the third aisle (woo-woo-woo) Goyard got racks in the kangaroo pouch (racks) Sippin' the mud, live on the cloud (woo) Chopper got nuts, 100 round yard (Yao Ming) Bitch boy, put on a blouse (ayy) I put a bullet right into yo' vowels (bow-bow) My crew turnin' heads like a owl (bitch) Don't hit my phone (yeah, huh?) That shit on do not disturb (aye) AK make a footwork jerk (yeah) Tu-tu-tu, headshot dur (yeah) Don't hit my phone (hello) That shit on do not disturb (brr brr) Lil Purpp be off of the perc Hop in the Lamb, and that shit goin' skrrt Source: LyricFind

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Eughhh

Bitch you emotional

Wakanda forever

I remember being a lil ass kid watching Berleezy scouring the internet for this beat😭😭😭😭

Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) And it's like that, lil' bitch MVP, I don't get no sleep, no, I don't like that, lil' bitch Bust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back, lil' bitch Do it bite back, lil' bitch? Need two life jackets, lil' bitch I ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control you I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my posters I've been ready, my whip been ready My bitch been ready, my clique been ready My shit's been ready, my check's been ready My shot's on full, that's Armageddon I got pull, I hope y'all ready My tank on full, you know, unleaded I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon' roll up I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready I reign all day, you know, confetti I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out Bought a '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend) I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah Fuck his baby mama, tryna sneak diss I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (Should I keep it?) I got big dawg status, it ain't no secret La di da di da, slob on me knob Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car La di da di da, mothafuck the law Chitty chitty bang, murder everything Bitch, I'm on a roll, and I put that on the gang Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) Changes Is you gon' do something about it? What you want? Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God? Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see it I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic, tapped in when I'm maxed in Comp-Town with the MAC-10s and the pumps in the background I was absent, never OG, standout I was lackin' everything else but doubt In the Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope They was like, "nope, " I was like, "boo yaow, boo yaow" (Yeah God) Tee off the day, know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate Throw me off, I be, "off ya head" Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edge Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feelings, fuck your culture Fuck your moral, fuck your family, fuck your tribe Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives Who am I? Not your father, not your brother Not your reason, not your future Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit Not your message, not your freedom Not your people, not your neighbor Not your baby, not your equal Not the title y'all want me under All hail King Killmonger Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars

[[Kris]] WH4T [[50-Percent-Off]] L1E IS THIS ? !!

Epic my rap is a L.I.T 애송이 잔챙이는 get out there 아이스크림 간식 박치 빨리 바삐 주둥이 닥치지 난 잡식 이건 상식 딴따라 기타 집지 마치 에디 난 바꿔 또 바뀌어 when be on the mic 라킴 같이 라임 존재가 달러 힙합씬의 반칙 Yeah 아무리 굴러다녀도 공연서 물어보는건 유명한 노래 부를 수 있냐 후렴만 fuck yall insta gang bitch 예쁜 척 한 래퍼 땜에 생겼네 틱이 잊었니 가사 쓴 첫 공연 악당출현 Aka 악기 좇까라 빨간불 4마디도 안멈춰 내 바퀴 Chains on me 니 새끼 불행하게 난 랩하지 개같이 쟤네 같이 생각없이 맨날 배속 구역질나게 랩갓 예술병 fake 연예인 지망생 배부른 새끼 또 일자리 뺐지 넌 짭 키드밀리 카피 패션 Fuck up my school 의미 없지 이젠 bitch 신 들린 플로우 배우지 투팍한테 그루브 비웃은 굼뱅이 주문 쇼앤프루브 숨쉴 틈 없이 돈 버는 단위는 분 또 딴곳으로 무브 분위기 파악 못하는 새끼들 한곳에다 모아다 붐 벙찌잖아 표정 그 앞에 덩크슛

Queens dead

Something's wrong with the kickdrum bruh

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Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) And it's like that, lil' bitch MVP, I don't get no sleep, no, I don't like that, lil' bitch Bust that open, I want that ocean, yeah that bite back, lil' bitch Do it bite back, lil' bitch? Need two life jackets, lil' bitch I ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control you I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my posters I've been ready, my whip been ready My bitch been ready, my clique been ready My shit's been ready, my check's been ready My shot's on full, that's Armageddon I got pull, I hope y'all ready My tank on full, you know, unleaded I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up Ménage-à-trois, my queen gon' roll up I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready I reign all day, you know, confetti I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out Bought a '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend) I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah Fuck his baby mama, tryna sneak diss I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it) I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (Should I keep it?) I got big dawg status, it ain't no secret La di da di da, slob on me knob Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car La di da di da, mothafuck the law Chitty chitty bang, murder everything Bitch, I'm on a roll, and I put that on the gang Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit) You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist) I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist) I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it) I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want) Changes Is you gon' do something about it? What you want? Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God? Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see it I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic, tapped in when I'm maxed in Comp-Town with the MAC-10s and the pumps in the background I was absent, never OG, standout I was lackin' everything else but doubt In the Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope They was like, "nope, " I was like, "boo yaow, boo yaow" (Yeah God) Tee off the day, know we off the, be off the, eat off your plate Throw me off, I be, "off ya head" Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edge Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree, fuck your feelings, fuck your culture Fuck your moral, fuck your family, fuck your tribe Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives Who am I? Not your father, not your brother Not your reason, not your future Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory Not your heaven, not your angel, not your spirit Not your message, not your freedom Not your people, not your neighbor Not your baby, not your equal Not the title y'all want me under All hail King Killmonger Red light, green light, red light, green light Red light, green light, they like, we like Fast cars

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@CasGon

Kage smg

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whats that 808 brodie

W A K A N D A

2:30 that Vsauce type beat

Chorus: Joey Bada$$] Look, I ain't gotta force it This that youngest Under-30 on the Forbes list (That Forbes list) Yeah, I be cashin' out, I be cashin' out (Money) I moved my mama from the hood into a fortress (That fortress) I said I made a few million in some weeks, bitch (In some weeks) Hey, told the world about it, ain't no secret (Secret) You niggas worried 'bout the crown, worried 'bout the crown (Worried) Fuck it, you can tell them clowns they can keep it (They can keep it) Verse 1: Joey Bada$$] At 17 I made six figures (Yeah) Immature young rich nigga (What else?) By 21 I made a mil' twice (Yeah) Your dreams, my real life I'm up early, you still asleep (Sleep) I've been a wolf and I kill the sheep Gotta pray on the prey for my enemies 'Cause they wanna feed off my energy (Yeah, yeah) Lyrically no one ahead of me I could die today, still leave a legacy That you can't ever be Put that on everything, this is my destiny It was all meant to be, fuck is you tellin' me? You ain't 'bout nothin' With my niggas, we flexin' and stuntin' 'Cause we had to work harder, was hustlin' Play your card 'cause we know that you bluffin' (Yeah, hey) I got two cars, nigga, two cribs Big body and a little Benz Triplex on my own land And I paid bills before a grown man (That's right) That's on my mama, stackin' plenty commas Got good karma like the Dalai Lama (Yeah) I'm tailor-made for this, buy designer Bitch, I'm the nigga, just to remind you, yeah (Hey) Interlude: Joey Bada$$] To remind you, to remind you Black Power Just to remind you Verse 2: XXXTENTACION] Yah, murder gang, uh Run and make a nigga lose his vertebrae, uh Southside nigga, murder everything, uh Shots fire, make a nigga run, man (Fire, fire) I sent your grandma a dick pic, uh Got that bitch all on my dick tip, uh I am so strange like a misfit, uh Kick that bitch out, she indifferent, uh Feel a nigga mind, see a nigga grind Fuckin' gold mine of a mind Full kai, Super Saiyan on these niggas Fightin' birds in the damn sky 'cause I'm damn fly- Interlude: XXXTENTACION & Joey Bada$$] Ayy, ayy Joey, ayy Joey, I'm just... I'm just gon' stop rapping I'm just gon' stop rapping right now, on this song Not... I mean, not in... not in, in general, but just on this song 'cause You slumped out? I ain't... yeah, I ain't tryna... I ain't tryna destroy these niggas Sike! Verse 3: XXXTENTACION] Ayy, grind on my dick like a Ripstik, uh My body count is like 60, uh Your bitch on me, she need CPR I fucked that bitch right on DVR I slapped that meat on her cheeky, yes I sucked her toes, yes I'm freaky, yes Caught a grand theft just like GTA If he talk shit, watch me beat him, ayy Hop on that beat and I beat the A Work-work-work, shout out to RiRi, ayy Keep a blade on me like Sasuke, uh Shout out my nigga ImDontai, uh Build to the pussy like Fortnite, uh My dick is stuck in your whore like- Oww! ¡Cabrón! ¿Qué tú dijiste? Bae, it's just a lyric, bae ¿Qué tú dijiste? I'm sorry Chorus: Joey Bada$$] Look, I ain't gotta force it This that youngest on the 30 Under Forbes list (That cashin' out) Yeah, I be cashin' out, I be cashin' out (Money) I moved my mama from the hood into a fortress (That fortress) I said I made a few million in some weeks, bitch (In some weeks) Hey, told the world about it, ain't no secret (Secret) You niggas worried 'bout the crown, worried 'bout the crown (Worried) Fuck it, you can tell them clowns they can keep it (They can keep it)

WOW TRAVIS, YOU ARE A [[Big shot]]!!

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I can only think of Berleezy when I hear this

Who Else Here Was Looking For Spamton And Found This.

Anything James Blake gets on is 🔥

A literal Goat

Travis is a [[little sponge]]

Wakanda, welcome Big shot, hol' up, wait, peanut butter insides (no) Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles) Emotional, 'motional, 'motional, 'motional Why you emotional? Why you emotional? Ah, bitch, you emotional, yeah Big shot, big shot, (hol' on, hol' on), peanut butter insides (hol' on) Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles) Emotional, 'motional, 'motional, 'motional Why you emotional? Why you emotional? Ah, bitch, you emotional, yeah Serve that work for Kung-Fu Kenny Got juice, got work, got weight, got plenty Got them, got her, got more, got Benji (yeah) Top off gettin' topped-off in the city Big Top Dawg and I dance on 'em like Diddy Pop off and I pop back like Fiddy (yeah) I hit the ceiling and forgot about the floor (yeah) Brand so big, got my haters on the ropes (yeah) This be the wave, plus I live on the coast (yeah) When I touch a bag, young nigga do the most (yeah) Mmm, woo, and I Wakanda flex And you know what time it is (yeah) But don't know what grindin' is Baby, I care, baby, I swear Only one real nigga here Only two real niggas here (yeah) Big shot, hol' up, wait, peanut butter insides (no) Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles) Emotional, 'motional, 'motional, 'motional Why you emotional? Why you emotional? Ah, bitch, you emotional, yeah Big shot, big shot, (hol' on, hol' on), peanut butter insides (hol' on) Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles) Emotional, 'motional, 'motional, 'motional Why you emotional? Why you emotional? Ah, bitch, you emotional, yeah Big shots (yeah) Purped up, syrup'd up, nigga, like Pimp C Flight suit, 'bouta slide down space city Top down, she down under like Iggy (yeah, it's lit) Lockjaw when the night-call too litty Knockoff, get your rocks off, got plenty Got rocks, got Jay's, got 'Ye, got Lenny (yeah) I need my engine, she need extensions (yeah) Don't be the center-attention, just play your position (straight up) Got my life on a yacht mission 'cause they been a vision (yeah, yeah) Runnin' through these waves like I'm Moses out the booth Hop out the trees, whippin' a frog and it leap Foggy, can't breathe, Vacheron over Philippe (alright) Out in the street (yeah), chill with the gang, make it sweet Big shots, yeah (do-do-do-do) Forget your name like I'm Steve Big shot, hol' up, wait, peanut butter insides (no) Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles) Emotional, 'motional, 'motional, 'motional Why you emotional? Why you emotional? Ah, bitch, you emotional, yeah Big shot, big shot, (hol' on, hol' on), peanut butter insides (hol' on) Outside, cocaine white, body look like Gentiles (Gentiles) Emotional, 'motional, 'motional, 'motional Why you emotional? Why you emotional? Ah, bitch, you emotional, yeah

I thougth this was [[BIG SHOT]] instrumental

My father is a teacher... He taught me everyday I Don't know gaachi bey I caught the wrong way... Let me straight state the facts bro just listen... 7 years before I sat on my life's first plane... So much pain but I guess thats what makes you a man... Everybody going mad again... thinking bout their past again... Never will I pick that glass again... Everybody has a hero... I got my Dad again (living legend...) Nimchi ben he'll be proud of my name... Everything will change... Nothing's stays the same... All God's plan... No pain remains the same... I know stressing too much hurts your brain... You go insane... Nga lu nen... Try and Understand... Or else everything else goes in vain... Your family needs you like a desert need the rain... Your daddy hits you but also feels the pain... South Side i do Or die for my land... I got a artist inside... He dont need the fame... Everything aside... I would die for my family Ai gi den lu...I can change most definitely They doubted us for a felony but all we cared about was the melody... Faam sem kha zhadhee try and be a better man... They my everything I would never let go those hands... aii gi laabda manen but still then... says I got a good heart... Nga mee zob men... I just wish to keep my parents by my side till the worlds End... Did it out of curiosity... We ended up in penitentiary... I just don't know I owe her applogy Or hell lotta jewelry.... Curiosity over drugs turned to addiction right up front... Listening to acdc

Lmao I'll never fit my voice to the last part where Kendrick reads independently of the beat 😁🤣🤣