[Verse 1]
I got the feeling like a muhf*cka
I got the feeling im a muhf*cka
I ain't here to impress not a muhf*ckaaaaa
b*tch I ain't impressed dont even wanna f*ck her
Man i get so hot up over lil sh*t
All these n*ggas hot but I ain't feeling it
Dawg I dropped outta school to push this rap sh*t
Dropped to my knees and I prayed like a catholic
Man the style im bringing can't one n*gga fit this
MC Hammer pants Rick Ross sized jacket
Meet the boy them n*ggas tried to blacklist
But im here 10 toes you can get acquainted to a black fist
Wil$on why you always gotta go left
Talking like you shooting but got no vest
Rapping like I ain't got no sense
Throwing out the gun cuz im tired of playin' defense
[Hook x2]
You can say whatever you want
But all my real n*ggas gone f*ck with this
And you say whatever you want b*tch
But all my real G's gone stomp to this
[Verse 2]
Tired of being passive aggressive,asking me questions
When im gone blow when yall learn a lesson
Im really thinking nobody can f*ck with me
And I ain't gotta talk about a brick or bout a quarter key
I was selling 8ths like groceries
Blunts to the face,baked off girl scout momma would hate to see
I ain't from compton I ain't from long beach
But n*gga its the west turn like the street that raised me
While yall coming up for breath like a asthmatic
n*ggas thought the raps was gone be trash got me ass backwards
Boy I kick flow like a sensei
And I know im dope rub it in like bengay
I been dropping jewels lemme get back to some simple sh*t
Melting n*ggas faces while The/Cords up on the instruments
At the same time im so instrumental
Word play complex, make it look simple!
[Hook x2]
[Refrain x8]
Tired of being passive aggressive
Asking me questions