How the Fuck

How the f*ck these rappers talk about It like they know it? How the f*ck these bitches walk Around like they ain't hoein'? How the f*ck you gon' get on And not put on your homies? How the f*ck you roll around the City like you own it? Okay that’s my city Pulled up into Orlando where I'm Diddy Same clique that I came with gon' die with me I’ll never switch up My opposition they came forth And then bitched up Someone said you were the hottest I think our stories getting mixed up Man I swear these rappers way Too Hollywood I can't relate (Man I don’t feel em) Someone get blessed and they Just glorify the hate (fuckin haters) Can't pull me into that with No amount of bait (uh uh) You kinda late (ho) This ain't the time or place mane How the f*ck these rappers talk about It like they know it? How the f*ck these bitches walk Around like they ain't hoein'? How the f*ck you gon' get on And not put on your homies? How the f*ck you roll around the City like you own it? Uh uhhhh yea! Please Lord gimme patience In this world of sin Me and the devil so adjacent In this world of Benz drivers I'm tryna be complacent Rockin stolen Timbs and I might Have to face it Pulled up into cannabis spots My chain dangle with amethyst rocks Y'all lookin like analysts stop tryna dissect Me by my watch playa My mind frame it is far greater Than the steering wheel that I grip You just a car hater F*ck 'em I been there and done it My hunger revive like it was the mummy I'm back here to put my foot up in your ass I get to the money Never be too sure that that shit is comin'! Paramount, Im on top of the summit What a paradox it is that these girls With hundreds don’t keep it 100 These bitches way too Hollywood I can't relate (I can't relate) They want the ring but They don’t ever consummate (fuckin bitches) Can't pull me into that with No amount of bait (uh uh) You kinda late This ain't the time or place mane How the f*ck these rappers talk about It like they know it? How the f*ck these bitches walk Around like they ain't hoein'? How the f*ck you gon' get on And not put on your homies? How the f*ck you roll around the City like you own it? Flaw shit! This the fucking Black Sheep mixtape Cause I am the black sheep of this Rap shit always been in my own Lane, I always did my own shit I wanna thank the universe For aligning all moments to lead To this one moment, right here i Wanna thank all my fuckin haters and Nay sayers for breaking down my Ego and allowing me to ascend To a higher realm of Thinking i wanna thank you yea black Sheep yo it's like every Time I get online all I See is lies lies lies It's like they look good but I know Their pussy for sale keep pushin' 'til The day I die cash Money records Cause I own it black sheep Yeah man I told that bitch I said "Biiiiiiiiitch" But no, dawg you don't even know One thing I told yo is that Caskey? Ayo Caskey! Ay hold up! Hold on, hold on, slow Down, what's up man? Hey brother! Aye, my nigga, aye, i got a mixtape coming Out, bruh, that shit is gon' be FIRE cuz You don't even Understand, my nigga i got TI I got mothafuckin' Wayne, i got Birdman, I got all them niggas Dawg, you don't even understand, my Nigga but hey check me out You do me a favor, i do you a Favor, and that's a real big Favor coming from me Cause I'm the hottest in the streets cuz I got bars for days, cuz you feel me? I'm Gonna be number 1 on Billboard when this shit come out But check this out You know what I'm sayin'? Drop a Feature! Drop a feature for me cuz! But aye You know what I'm sayin'? It don't Matter, whatever you do Cause you don't gotta drop a feature for me You feel me? Cause my shit's gon' be Good anyway man please dawg, please Just get on my mixtape, man