The Commandment lyrics
by Chocolate City Music
[Hook: M.I Abaga]
I swear this industry it be a lot boy
Only few n*ggas is solid as a rock boy
A lot of sh*t you see will have you shocked boy
Only one commandment never ever f*ck with any f*ck boy
Avoid the f*ck boys
Inyama f*ck boys
There's so many f*ck boys
So many f*ck boys don't know that they f*ck boys
There's only one commandment
Thou shall not f*cketh with any f*ck boy
[Verse 1: M.I Abaga]
Most f*ck boys are almost invisible
But when you winning at life that n*gga miserable, aye
So rule number 1 is very integral, aye
Always make sure the love is reciprocal, aye
n*ggas say love but really hate
So when you eat sometimes they'll come for your dinner plate
n*ggas like you who hustle already ate
But the f*ck boy looking at you like "n*gga gimme steak"
Yo, rule number two is for the crew
If you got a boo f*ck boy be in her DM too
He start out like a friend he pretend
But that n*gga gon snitch on you
He praying that you and shawty end
But here's how you catch him
You and shawty do a test
Let her approach the n*ggas
Tell them that you giving stress
A real n*gga is gon say nothing and hit you quick
But a f*ck boy be like "Hate it when he acting like a di*k"
[Hook: M.I Abaga]
I swear this industry it be a lot boy
Only few n*ggas is solid as a rock boy
A lot of sh*t you see will have you shocked boy
Only one commandment never ever f*ck with any f*ck boy
Avoid the f*ck boys
Inyama f*ck boys
There's so many f*ck boys
So many f*ck boys don't know that they f*ck boys
There's only one commandment
Thou shall not f*cketh with any f*ck boy
[Verse 2: M.I Abaga]
Rule number three if you are the richest in the squad
Real n*ggas are gon be happy that you getting bags
The f*ck boy say they happy but trust me he really mad
So never flaunt your wealth especially up on the gram
Here's how you know who can trust with the account
Get someone to call your n*ggas to book you for an amount
Let that n*gga tell him to silently take a cut
If your n*gga agree, then your n*gga is f*cked
And rule number four, that's the day one rule
See f*ck boys always find a way to separate the crew
Your real n*ggas try to fix the squad, we the glue
And f*ck boys wish it was only them and you
So here is the litmus, pick your oldest friend in the squad
And y'all should fake a fight, let them witness
Later ask the other n*ggas, what they really think
Anyone who talk down your guy that n*gga stink
Ya heard?!
[Hook: M.I Abaga]
I swear this industry it be a lot boy
Only few n*ggas is solid as a rock boy
A lot of sh*t you see will have you shocked boy
Only one commandment never ever f*ck with any f*ck boy
Avoid the f*ck boys
Inyama f*ck boys
There's so many f*ck boys
So many f*ck boys don't know that they f*ck boys
There's only one commandment
Thou shall not f*cketh with any f*ck boy
[Verse 3: Buckyraw]
"You hear me ehn?!"
I'm industry number one hated
Cause I don't fake it
They only make it cause f*ck boys is getting them naked
So I'll be damned to sell my ass to go sell me some records
My mama taught hang my coat where my arms could measure
I'm underrated but n*gga, this what I'm built for
This the type of sh*t my homies ride and die to kill for
Crime unit DTs been got the [?]
They feel me more without me selling out to feel more
The first Liberian "World" charting on billboards
I was throwing Diddy my tapes outside the [?] court
Nobody else as dope, giving you a head nod
African ass whooping, hope your doctor's give you a head tie
You social beefing on the net but really anti
I was frying grams of that candy without the camp fire
You f*ck boy , your girl want me in her guts boy
Thinking you the sh*t, is prolly train like a flush boy
f*ck boy!