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Sy Ari Da Kid
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Sy Ari Da Kid
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Vntg Jag
Vntg Jag
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Yeah Don't let what I do in 30 minutes confuse you On what took me ten years to master, nigga That's what you really paying for, nigga Me and Vntg Jag, we like the new, like New Hov and Ye, the new, the new, like RZA and Wu-Tang, nigga, like the new DJ Premier and motherfucking Guru, nigga Yeah Stop asking me what I'ma be, I'm relentless Stop asking me when I'm free, I'm expensive And my incentive upgraded to my percentage And I don't mean to brag, but you gotta remind them niggas And I ain't here to tell you to floss, I'm not your dentist You fraud, how you say, "On God," and you not religious? I noticed the opps missing the reason I'm optimistic My ex seen I was rapping when I used to ride with her Bitch know I been tryna bust a rhyme, Rah Digga And I remember times on the grind with my niggas But I would not remember if you was not a member Just 'cause you took a loss, that don't mean you not a winner I'm Draymond, arguing with a top five defender And fuck the industry, I do not vibe with niggas I'm in the basement, but I'm not live with Tigger Besides, niggas know I be outside, I'm realer Pick on somebody my size or bigger You don't wanna be a segment on Fox 5, lil' nigga Your top five got me in they top five, lil' nigga On go like I'm allergic to stop signs, my nigga When everybody listening, you ain't gotta listen 'Cause people get offended when they see you not offended I got unfinished business, niggas said that I was finished LeBron with it, in the game, I played a lot of minutes But I can't waste time sitting knowing the clock ticking Had to ball so long, they think the shot clock tripping It's a lot of y'all that know I wouldn't lie to y'all niggas You are now talking to the GOAT, Ahmad Rashad, nigga Been on it, been starving like it's Ramadan, nigga Told shorty, "Find yourself before you find you a nigga" Artists tryna sign the niggas that's signed to a nigga I climbed to the tip of the mountaintop, I'm chilling Say it's lonely at the top, it was lonely in the beginning At the bottom where niggas wouldn't throw me a fucking gimme Or show me that we was homies or loan me a fucking penny How you let a man diss your man? Homie, that's really Like wilding with somebody knowing he don't fuck with Gillie Tony Yayo out with Ross knowing he don't fuck with 50 Or B.I.G. calling Suge knowing he don't fuck with Diddy Or- wait, no, you get it, dog, for really, y'all Dead serious like the city morgue Love when you up, but gone when you really fall Bitches get ghosted, I don't mean Demi Moore And I took their heart away, I don't need a penny or no pity, y'all Fuck, I need an Oscar or an Emmy when it's in me, y'all? Had to learn to drive it, now I got too many cars Man, I put that on me, I done put too many on Teach a nigga how to make a sandwich and I ain't Jimmy John's My mama the most reliable, she pick up when we called Niggas rather get involved I just prayed, then evolved Fuck the games and the monkey business, I ain't Diddy Kong And that's a factory, this ain't no Willy Wonk' You ain't gotta act for me, I know just who you really are Robert De Niro, niggas know I play too many parts When you from the hood, you know exactly how much Henny costs Took so long to get here, they like, "Did he jog? Did he walk?" Is he really rapping 'bout his life and all the shit he saw? Niggas talk that COVID shit, but I don't hear too many coughs I would count my haters, but it's too many of y'all My shooter playing with a semi like Arsenio Hall Coming to America, we was really in charge I can show you how to leap like, "Give me a frog" Just 'cause you get along don't mean he really your dog He gotta really see the storm, the gritty, the fog The fall, the back against the wall, the killings of war Even when he was wrong or right, give him your all I remember we had nothing and niggas would starve Now I got two refrigerators in my garage Amen, 'hamdulillah Word, yeah, yeah Sy Ari back in his bag with Vntg Jag Sy Ari back in his bag with Vntg Jag Sy Ari back in his bag, know niggas mad Word Sy Ari back in his bag with Vntg Jag Sy Ari back in his bag, know niggas mad Buh
Writer(s): Joseph Gardner, Sy Ari Brockington Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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