Words Of Pops lyrics

-Intro “ If i can do it better i wanna do it better”
*CLEARS THROAT*
a n*gga need a new iphone ringtone
a n*gga tryna jig to a new theme song
baby come and vibe with a n*gga one time
Hit this blunt get high with a n*gga one time
getting lifted playin halo on Master Cheif sh*t
yeah HUDINI on some brand new sh*t
get a new ringtone, but not a new b*tch
hotline start blinging and im like oh sh*t
falling victim to the sirens man im sick of that sh*t
b*tch.
Im smoking with the gods why the f*ck i need to quit
Running out weed i need another f*ckin zip
a n*gga bouta make a f*ckin run to the shop
stop
i do not f*ck witchu, but come get this issue
I'm sharp like a gensu, won't front like I miss you no
won't front like miss you

NOPE

a young n*gga aint been single long time
now its back to getting b*tches with these punch lines
college students aint got time for the bullsh*t
the beat real smooth now its time for some real sh*t
The sirens out my ear can’t say the same for my pops
met that b*tch in chi-town now he running from the cops
just a little move, Englewood to Inglewood
Pops was a blood n*gga movin through the hood

Middle fingers to these b*tches get money errday
words of my pops, got this sh*t on replay
how ya heart so big, but do these b*tches so cold
remember this sh*t n*gga when you get old

im looking at my pops, cuz he didnt answer the question
he said look around, do you see a f*ckin reverend
no then cool f*ck these b*tches they a steppin stone
take the f*cking sirens out ya ear before ya mind gone

I done seen the worst of these b*tches through my pops
minipulate his son to try and get a n*gga popped
it was kinda my fault, but the n*gga wasnt mad
called that n*gga yesterday first thing he did was laugh

he said i think it’s bout time for brand new b*tch
brand new house, maybe brand new whip

I know you gotta get to school knowledge is the power
this namad life hard when ya life on rush hour
get away from these hoes don't give that pus*y power
uncle rick locked up cuz that white powder,
I got this henny in my cup, don't it smell sour
im with the homies f*cked up, gimme 2 hours
mater fact take the wheel cuz you grown now
you don't know how to drive well you know now
life not that hard n*gga slow down
we almost home, i said its home for now
he said well done, that was the real test
just remember what i taught you and you’ll never stress
Stress x2

Just remember what I taught you and you'll never stress

I got this henny in my cup man i feel real good
this house look good, step mom look good,
but this all marrage, don't it feel real good
don't get too attached, its gone be all good
i got this henny in my cup man i feel real nice
she got a coke bottle figure, nice legs, nice thighs
come f*ck with a n*gga, pour that henny on the ice
don't trip ma n*gga we gone be alright