Letras
Who the fuck done gassed you up?
Put a battery in your back, fully charged, got you acting up?
Who the fuck done dapped you up?
And said that you run game, you getting lapped from the back to front
Said who the, who the fuck done fed you them lies
And got you acting like you top five, dead or alive
Said who the, who the fuck done said you them guys
And got you acting like you top five, dead or alive
Just put the mic down and go back to them 12 hour shifts
Fuck rap, keep your day job and yourself outta dis
Mummzie need her nails, didn't help around the house
Don't be lounging on the couch, you're in that lab like an alchemist
Claiming that you cookin up that heat, and you slewing fire
But you ain't never had the sauce, boy, you a liar
Sayin' that the year is yours when you ain't had a day
Let alone fifteen minutes upon a Saturday
Let alone fifteen seconds up here in these realms
I've been down, hit you a classical, give you three rounds
This is how that upper echelon steeze sounds
I breathe on the mic and get props for how the weed smells
The females you got in your circle are where the problem lies
The bitches that you call your brother ain't the honest type
Scared to be real in case a motherfucker wanna fight
A real brother will tell you some shit that you aint gonna like
Like who you fooling flowing
Cause you could be the new freeze and still aint cool to noone
And dont nobody really know what the future holding
You better off busting arse up at Fulton Hogan
You better off upon that shovel doing manual labour
Stacking paper high enough to aggravate the neighbour
Stay in your lane, admire skill and know you lacking major
Peep game and realize that money will never buy you no natural flavour
Hah, see you can never compete
I'm on through Monday to Sunday and never been weak
Walk to the sound of my own drum and dead in the beat
They say I'm timeless even when my shit's been on repeat
The second you speak, I'm peeping out where the nearest exit is
No respect, no fuck to give, who it offends
It is what it is, brother, don't be mad at me
Blame the motherfucker saying you can hang with me
So, who the fuck done gassed you up?
Put a battery in your back, fully charged, got you acting up?
Who the fuck done dapped you up?
And said that you run game, you getting lapped from the back to front
Said who the, who the fuck done fed you them lies
And got you acting like you top five, dead or alive
Said who the, who the fuck done said you them guys
And got you acting like you top five, dead or alive