Whoa
Whoa
Yeah
Sometime we laugh and sometime we cry
But I guess you know now
Baby
I get the check, I'm verified
Look at my profile
Baby
You don't want none
Let's keep it straight, it'll be a blowout
Baby
Where do these niggas be at, like I'm searchin' on Twitter?
Yee, navigatin' through yo' transmitters
Salivatin' at the way my accolades is tagged 'Winner'
You a hatin', aggravated, agitated sad nigga
Fat chick up on her period; yeah, my pad bigger
Mad figures, and the cash quicker
And I blow it like brass tenor
I'm a bastard
Not because I live without my dad
But I'm blackin' on every track
Nigga, that's a stereotype
And you might wanna go and just bury yo' mic
You could never in your life
Not conservative but I'm right
Uh, if you scary niggas copy me
You would be obsolete; that's terror bite (terabyte)
Huh
Even the bloggers can't see me
That's prolly the reason I ain't on your site (sight), but
I know that I'm goin' big
Goin' crazy and they mad
Down bad with they ass
Damn, baby
Sometime we laugh and sometime we cry
But I guess you know now
Baby
I get the check, I'm verified
Look at my profile
Baby
You don't want none
Let's keep it straight, it'll be a blowout
Baby
(One, two, three, hey!)
Hey, hey
Got the juice (juice)
No one fuckin' wit' him (no one fuckin' wit' him)
It's the truth (truth)
You know this hit different (you know this hit different)
I'm nice (nice)
Jersey on the map, we did it
No lie (lie)
They all cap, but they ain't fitted
What's skoodwidit?
Make the paper, never let it make me
I grew up on JAY-Z, Shady, Weezy, baby
I was insecure, they tried to Issa Rae me
Now the choppa singin' just like it's do-re-mi
Sic my dogs on niggas, this not Cooper Amy
Turn 'em to a ghost, but they not Patrick Swayze
You could find me ragin' just like Laady J be
Fuck these niggas up like I embody Tay Keith!
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!)
But you know it's me if the beat go crazy
And I'm from the East, baby, Jersey raised me
That's why I'm a beast and nothing can phase me
(Yeah, ishkood)
I remember weeks everyday was rainy
Then I prayed for peace, that's when God had saved me
Now I got the juice and it's never drainin' (hey, hey)
Got the juice (juice)
No one fuckin' wit' him (no one fuckin' wit' him)
It's the truth (truth)
You know this hit different (you know this hit different)
I'm nice (nice)
Jersey on the map, we did it
No lie (lie)
I know y'all been in the mood
To hear somethin' brand-new
So that's what I'm givin' out to you
Ain't wanna go to school
Sorry, momma, that's just not the move
Had to go and make my own rules
I know y'all been in the mood
To hear somethin' brand-new
So that's what I'm givin' out to you
Ain't wanna go to school
Sorry, momma, that's just not the move
Had to go and make my own rules
My new occupation got yo' body shakin'
I'm too hot, I pop, like pots of bacon
Block yo' concentration
I do not do stops, I've got to make it
I knew I could change this pocket's plot to knots
My observation is I've got to take it to the top
And I've been movin', I'm a whole movement
And I'm perusin' all through the music
Tell me who do this?
Baby, I'm too sick; I come through and I "achoo" shit
And I'm not bitin'
But I've been fightin' like I'm Mike Tyson
Shoutout my momma
Abbah (Appa); not a flying bison
And they all starvin'
I know y'all been in the mood
To hear somethin' brand-new
So that's what I'm givin' out to you
Ain't wanna go to school
Sorry, momma, that's just not the move
Had to go and make my own rules
I know y'all been in the mood
To hear somethin' brand-new
So that's what I'm givin' out to you
Ain't wanna go to school
Sorry, momma, that's just not the move
Had to go and make my own rules