Motivation lyrics
by Kodie Shane
[Verse 1]
Started with a plan n*gga
So what you really sayin' n*gga
n*gga execute
Say that you the man n*gga
Make 'em understand n*gga
Whatchu wan' do?
Couple hundred grams n*gga
Potent like the sh*t that you been smokin' you can smell the truth
This sh*t in demand n*gga
Motivation for your mind and your body, aim, fire and shoot
[Hook]
What the, f*ck are, you, wait waitin' for, waitin' for
Get the, f*ck off, yo' ass, and do somethin', n*gga do somethin'
No time for showtime this is for real
Go for mine 'cause all I know is to kill (kill)
Who really want it with me yo (yo)
This sh*t a real life movie it ain't a video (nah nah nah)
You wasn't built for this sh*t, you wasn't ready for it
You wouldn't kill for this sh*t, you rather pay for it
You don't be takin' it serious, you just play boy
What the f*ck you want, who was here forget
[Bridge]
What the, f*ck are, you, wait waitin' for, waitin' for
Get the, f*ck off, yo' ass, and do somethin', n*gga do somethin'
And when the sun goes down (down down down down down)
You might get lost (lost lost lost lost lost)
n*gga when in doubt (doubt doubt doubt doubt doubt)
Say f*ck it and black out (out out out out out)
[Verse 2]
Preachin', to the, choir
Guitar, playin', Nirvana
Wylin, midnight, why not?
Children, sit down, learn some
Inhale one time
Relax your mind
Real n*gga like me
So hard to find
Y'all don't know how to work
Y'all don't know how to grind
Y'all some lazy mothaf*ckers
Reason why you never shine
Talkin' sh*t that b*tch look just like a Monchhichi
b*tch don't judge take a look at yourself before you look at me
Mirrors are made to reflect your insecurities
4 grams rolled in the 'wood now you don't worry me
No you don't worry me
Appeasin' another mothaf*cker naw I never be
I realize I never please everybody
This ain't a deposition why you lie to me
Why a n*gga actin' like I really give a f*ck, roll up
sh*t cold like the middle of the winter
Kick it for a minute n*gga can I
b*tch I do it B-I-G like P-U-N
My P-E-N it sh*ts on them
While they detest
No stress at all, naw
Tell them n*ggas not to get involved, naw
In the kennel with my sinister, dogs
Got no love for the other side, all
All my life you could never do the sh*t I do
Weak n*ggas fold they don't turn to diamonds
Obsessed with patience, aware of timin'
My sh*t perfect, and your sh*t flawed
Nice to meet ya, praise the lord
The tabernacle, thank Allah
My sh*t together, I'll never fall
Middle finger, f*ck 'em all
[Outro]
Now put that in your pipe and smoke it