June Fourteenth lyrics

[Verse 1]
Heard them n*ggas sleeping on me, tell 'em get they rest
I don't answer up my phone, I might respect a text
I'm too tired, n*ggas scheming on some fake sh*t
Going ape sh*t, feel like on some Bape sh*t
Feeling starfish on this molly, f*ck these c*ckroaches
Murder with the ink, I feel like Irv [?]
Young n*gga but I job roll anybody, probably job roll anybody
Cash give 'em hell n*gga, that's what my brother said
Look at me from the cell, told me make my brother bell
Can't beat me sh*t cause if it ain't making dollars then it don't make sense
f*ck, never got that sh*t
n*ggas acting out, so I had to flip that script
Used the produce like the kitchen, how I flick that wrist
Never vouch for me with that Chanet, paid that rent
Now I need 8 sessions, 'fore n*gga step foot in
'09 felt like NFL combine
f*ck school, man, I'm on that sh*t 'til the sunrise
West side, graduation
Got to college just to sign the paper
Red pill, blue pill, f*ck, I'm in the Matrix
I was gon' take you through all the years
You know the basic story, blood, sweat and tears
Had a kid, worked 9 to 10
Got signed to Ludacris
How the f*ck they disappear?
But b*tch, I'm still here
[Verse 2]
See my bars reconcile the penitentiary, yo bars elementary
Now I got the mogul, sh*t you wanna be a mend to me
Don't act me up, no kin to me, want me sh*t around for centuries
You n*ggas is not real, talking literaly
Same town James Brown came outta
Way before Twitter knew that all these birds would follow
Yung Dolla, Yung Dolla, had to say that sh*t twice
Comeback kid, f*cking ain't no sh*t nice
I'm on some running back sh*t, and catch a page, Jared Rice
You can't smell my sh*t once, you gon' smell my sh*t twice
On the quest with my trial, rest in peace that n*gga Fife
Giving hit after hit like a n*gga Kimbo Slice (rest in peace)
Y'all n*ggas don't wanna respect but b*tch, I'm in it
Y'all n*ggas ain't give me no credit 'til I start winning
Yeah I got a list of you n*ggas, but I ain't tripping
See my daughter 4 and she won't miss another Christmas
See OG gave me this so I had to go Peter Parker on this
See my Spidey senses is tingling cause they talking on me
Always give you n*ggas the heat, they just put the spark up on me
Always been a star but they just had to put the light up on me
I ain't write this down either but I still give you ether
I just wanna get the money, split it with my people
Came from the hood where ain't nobody equal
I would tell you a lil more but you waiting 'til the sequel