Lyrics
Yeah, you think I'm wearing all this fly shit just to impress y'all?
Y'all knew what I thought about y'all, it would depress y'all
At times I wanna respond to the hate, even address y'all
But you don't got no address, how the fuck I'ma address y'all?
Niggas keep stealing my swag, okay, I'll let y'all
I did not respectfully decline, I said, "Fuck nah"
Y'all must be smoking on EST Gee's fentanyl
Hands to the sky if you know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yellow Evisu like I was working for McDonald's
Posted on Old Nat, I'll make a play out of McDonough
Niggas still in high school making jokes, it's like Yo Momma
Niggas still respectfully tell on you like yo' honor
Got hella hoes but still got the same ho, I'm like Obama
I'm like Stitch, all these hoes wanna be my family like ohana
I'm not rich, I'm just still tryna feed my family out in Ghana
Need no pick, I just step back on these hoes like Wembanyama
That's it, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't got no time to be kickin' and politickin' with King Herod
You niggas got rich and still subpar like King Jared
My opps don't have fans, so when they diss me, I didn't hear it
Shit, I didn't clear it
Though I ride through the valley, The Shadow of Death hovers me
How can I be scared when the spirit of God covers me?
You think I'm wearing all this fly shit just to impress y'all?
Y'all knew what I thought about y'all, it would depress y'all
At times I wanna respond to the hate, even address y'all
But you don't got no address, how the fuck I'ma address y'all
Niggas keep stealing my swag, okay, I'll let y'all
I did not respectfully decline, I said, "Fuck nah"
Y'all must be smoking on EST Gee's fentanyl
Hands to the sky if you know (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
This shit too hard
Lightin' a cigar while hopping out of a two R's (uh, numbers)
You think I'm wearing all this fly shit just to impress y'all?
Read a couple chapters real quick to get my stretch on (uh)
Valet the err at the bungalow, my gang strong (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)