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Rap Up 2020

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Definitely did take a long time

2020 been a sad year

Wasn't gon' even do this

But I think that y'all needed me after everything that been goin' on

The homie Great John on the beat, by the way

Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

I'ma fan Heavenly Father but right now I'm booing you

What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)

My condolences at this time is all I could offer

Kobe got me out here spendin' more time with my daughter (he do)

Takin' Kobe from us had the whole world stressed

You coulda took a average player, not one of the best

Somebody like Lamar Odom or Delonte West (ah)

I'm just playin', but I'm sayin', we woulda missed them less (God bless)

I'm convinced God don't got the answers

First you take the Black Mamba from us, then the Black Panther (damn)

Fuck 2020, this whole year started off wack

Best part of the year's here and that's hearin' me rap (you want it)

Hearin' me rap that straight up, 2020's a dub, nigga

Atlanta the only spot that ain't shut down they clubs, nigga (Lord)

Pandemic got niggas eatin' like Action Bronson

Thanksgiving, catchin' the corona like Magic Johnson (you did)

Is it real? Is it fake? I don't know, I know shit sad

People dyin' from it off some shit that they been had

They said Trump had it but I think he was fakin' it

They got a vaccine now but I still ain't takin' it (God)

We all saw that nurse who passed out from that shit

Live on TV, miss me with that funny shit

I don't trust the government, they chasin' that fuckin' bag

Whole coronavirus shit feel like a money grab

They tryna get paid, virus is man-made

They actin' like this shit worser than cancer and AIDS (than cancer)

Kids can't got to school, people can't go to work

Strip clubs closed, bitches ain't got nowhere to twerk (nah)

Now they lookin' for sponsors, so I'm tellin' chicks, "I'm broke"

That was prop money on the 'Gram, Kodak Black joke (I ain't got it)

I'm not a big fan of this next line I wrote

I hate the fact I gotta say, "Rest in peace to Pop Smoke" (damn)

The good die young, it really wasn't his time

Him bein' dead and Tekashi still livin' is a crime

God, you gotta do better, you been fuckin' up lately

Bro, all I hear is Pop Smoke when I turn on my radio (woo)

They play Pop so much it feel like he still here

Got us woo walkin', wearin' Dior just to be clear (facts)

COVID-19 shit got Fred The Godson

One of the few emcees you could really get bars from

He represented real rap from real New Yorkers

My condolences to your wife and your two daughters

Kings killin' kings and it's bein' filmed on camera

Hated seein' niggas killing King Von in Atlanta (wack)

Megan sayin' Tory shot her, he sayin' she cappin'

The people that was in the truck with them told what happened (they told me)

He wanted that wet-ass pussy, she ain't give him none

She hurt Tory ego and that's when he pulled out a gun

Then she tried to leave and that's when he start clappin'

I made that whole shit up but that sound like what really happened

If he really did shoot her, that was some lame shit

She snitchin' now but she a girl so it ain't the same shit (yeah)

We ain't lookin' at her like how we look at 6ix9ine

Lookin' at Tory like he played himself, fuck was on his mind? (What up?)

That bullet ain't faze her, her leg ain't even hurtin'

A week after she got shot, Meg was back twerkin' (body-ody-ody-ody)

Been a crazy year, wouldn't you say?

Found out Jada Pinkett gave Will Smith pussy away (she did what?)

Tried to call it an entanglement so it don't sound like nothin'

No, it's called cheatin', Jada, you and August was fuckin' (God)

Got Will Smith out here lookin' like a whole sucker

Wonder how Jaden and Willow feel about they mother (damn)

Fuck that Red Table, let's discuss some other shit

I wonder if Will asked Jada, did she suck his dick? (woah)

Now he questionin' how you and 'Pac was out here movin'

He was lookin' stressed at the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air reunion (he was)

Actin' like he give a fuck 'bout how Aunt Viv feel

He probably think that she difficult to work with still (haha, sheesh)

Cardi B filed for divorce

You know how her and Offset do, they back together, of course (stop playin')

Dr. Dre wife tried to get two mill' a month

I know Dre happy that she signed that prenup

Dre my nigga, his business all in the street (all in the street)

How much of that man money she tryna keep?

She wasn't with him in the studio makin' them beats

Bitch, you wasn't with me in the studio makin' them beats (woo)

Put your pussy lips on live, I'll give ya a thousand dollars

Boosie was bein' too thirsty, I'm just bein' honest (he was)

If doin' too much was a person

They deleted his account, now his shit ain't workin' (damn)

Instagram missin' you, the Internet fuck with you

In that interview with Mike Tyson, you looked uncomfortable

For talkin' 'bout Dwyane Wade's son, he was pressin' you

He was askin' you if you was gay, he was disrespectin' you

Never seen Boosie Badazz talkin' so polite (never)

He ain't want no smoke with that nigga Iron Mike (uh-uh)

Woulda looked like Nate Robinson if Mike Tyson hit him

Rest in peace to the homie Mo3 who there with him (damn)

Couple days after Mo3 died, Boosie got shot

Them Dallas niggas thought Boosie was tryna spin the block (skrrt)

That nigga Akon was out here trippin'

Tryna explain and justify 6ix9ine snitchin'

I'm locked up, they won't let me out, we felt that

He tried to remix that old-ass record with a rat (you played yourself)

All these rappers gettin' shot, not one bullet hit Tekashi

They really let that nigga out early and kept Bobby (free Rowdy)

Y'all couldn't wait for this shit to drop

I really entertain y'all with all this shit I pop (I do, right?)

Every year 'round the same time, y'all check for me (ah)

They like how I disrespect niggas respectfully (true)

Y'all heard what happened, y'all know what happened

But y'all don't care (y'all don't care)

Y'all still want me to talk about this shit every year (every year)

Crazy, crazy, shit crazy (I just don't wanna stop, crazy)

Crazy, crazy, shit crazy

Jeezy shouldn't have battled Gucci

Knowin' he was gon' rap about killin' his homie Pookie (woo)

I get it but fuck all that culture shit

Disrespect my dead homie, I'm poppin' off, battle over with

Try to shoot the nigga up, cut the nigga, at least fuckin' fight

Niggas talk about smokin' on Pookie Loc tonight (facts)

One of the most disrespectful things that I ever seen

Gucci ignorant but remind me of me when I was seventeen (he do)

Niggas on the streets sayin', "Jeezy lost it"

That was some sucker shit, he movin' too corporate (damn)

I ain't with that cool shit, I'm with that ra-ra

JAY-Z wouldn't battle Nas if Nas killed Ty Ty (he wouldn't)

Pookie rollin' over in his grave, you got him hurt

Watchin' you perform with the nigga that put him in the dirt

He prolly got some other issues, leave Jeezy alone

Big Meech brother Southwest T just came home

Let's talk about some shit that got the people upset

Cops that killed Breonna Taylor ain't get arrested yet

Attorney General Daniel Cameron fucked us all up

Them cops that killed Breonna got charged with shootin' the wall up

I repeat, Daniel Cameron is a sell-out

He in a sunken place, like that movie, can't Get Out

Defund the police, Obama said he don't believe in that

In the country where you can't even jog while bein' black (I'm disappointed)

Rest in peace to Ahmaud Arbery

An ex-cop killed him thinkin' he committed a robbery

George Floyd gettin' murdered was on the Internet

For eight minutes straight that cop had his knee on his neck

The whole world came together and protested

They ain't convict him yet but at least they did get arrested (woo)

Unity was real, government start gettin' scared

We was marchin' like the coronavirus disappeared

White people was out here screamin', "Black Lives Matter"

And honestly I think that was makin' the police madder (they scared)

Ignore Donald Trump, they was talkin' bout Louis

Nothin' 'bout the knee on the neck and police shootings

He encouraged the police violence

Trump dumbass told us, "Take Lysol for the virus"

Said it was goin' away, of course he lyin'

Over three hundred thousand Americans done died

Lil Wayne and Lil Pump jumped on Trump dick

Now look, now they look stupid for doin' that dumb shit (they do)

And he lost the election, I know he embarrassed

He know he ain't lose to Joe, he lost to Kamala Harris

Joe Biden knew what he was doin' when he picked her

He knew we was comin' out to vote for a Black sister (we did)

Trump had to go but Joe Biden need to get smacked

For tellin' us if we don't vote for him, we ain't Black

I still think you racist and that's my problem with you

We only voted for you 'cause you got Kamala with you

And I'm not a fan of both of y'all reputations

You and Kamala responsible for mass incarcerations

Y'all the reason they won't leave us alone

The best news we got all year was Rowdy comin' home

It was dope seein' him on Instagram bein' celebrated

He a real one, he ain't fold when he got interrogated

Pharrell was on Drink Champs talkin' some stupid shit

Just 'cause you pay taxes don't make it cool to snitch

I hear about certain shit that make my ass smile

R. Kelly got beat up in jail, good for that pedophile

I'ma miss Donald Trump, can't front, he was funny

Obama gave us trap phones, Trump gave us re-up money

He was makin' y'all laugh too, I'm just remindin' you

He was out here callin' the coronavirus the China flu (it comes from China)

I appreciated that he ain't bite his tongue

If that second stimulus check had came, he mighta won (he mighta)

That unemployment money had y'all feelin' like Big Meech

I was ballin' with that extra six hundred dollars a week (y'all was)

Bitch, that was better than your regular job

Certain chicks couldn't pay bills unless head was involved

Your Only Fans page really wasn't poppin' for real

Now you know how a local mixtape rap nigga feel

Them SBA loans had niggas out here in all kinda shit

They was just bums, now they pullin' up with designer shit (oh, you serious?)

I'ma miss fake beefin' with Casanova

I was about to get on him for fuckin' with Fashion Nova

He prolly like, "This nigga Murda always gotta play"

I wish he woulda turned himself in after the holidays

Hope I made him laugh while he fightin' for his freedom

Know it's free my nigga Casanova 'til they free him (oh yeah)

(Is it okay if I call her one?) Who said that shit?

That was Snoop callin' Gayle King a funky dog head bitch

For goin' at Kobe with no consideration

On how his family was feelin' knowin' the situation

LeBron got his fourth ring, you gotta respect his shit

He was tired of hearin' y'all talkin' all that Kawhi Leonard shit

He gon' repeat this year, the Lakers look like a bigger threat

L.A. needed that, they ain't even get over Nipsey yet

That corona had niggas ballin' in a bubble

For James Harden, Houston already got rid of Russell

Y'all be disrespctin' Westbrook, that shit gotta stop

I ain't gon' lie, though, that nigga really don't got no jumpshot

Lou Williams left the bubble to go to Magic City for chicken wings

He ain't go there for no ass and titties

Kawhi Leonard and Paul George blew a three-one lead

And Giannis ain't deserve to be the MVP of the league

He get in the playoffs and he look JaVale McGee

I know that's disrespectful but I mean that respectfully

Brooklyn is litty with KD and Kyrie

Madison Square Garden disrespectin' Spike Lee ('cause no one told me)

Deontay Wilder lost his first fight

He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike

Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was white (was white, to this day)

Can't believe he got beat up that night

Adrien Broner was on the "Catch Me Outside" girl page

In her DM, oh, he ain't know she was underage (what?)

Floyd Mayweather struggled saying "epidemic"

Everyday Struggle got canceled, they fired Akademiks

We saw Wack 100 knockin' out a racist cracker

They tried to jump him like they ain't know Black Lives Matter

Supposedly Kanye worth around three bill'

But that ain't stoppin' him from tweetin' about how he feel

He been tryna leave Kim since he met up with Meek Mill

He think Drake fucked her too and him and JAY don't speak still

Y'all couldn't wait for this time to come

Y'all already know that that nigga Murda don't bite his tongue (I don't)

You forgot about Nick Gordon, no, I didn't

So what? He dead, we ain't care about him when he was livin'

Always blamed him for Bobbi Kristina dyin'

So to act like I care that he dead, I'd be lyin'

My newborn was born on Valentine's Day

That's the best gift a nigga coulda got, what more could I say?

Nicki had a baby, congratulations

Her husband and Meek almost got in an altercation

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