naysAyers

Time has passed and many things have changed New artists new fashions Come and go in a flash But the world still replays the same Joy, but also pain Love, but also disdain but this man Did step in the shadow of the Valley of Death and yet He overcame This for all the doubters and the naysayers This for all the hustlers and work weighers Used to shop at SoHo then I moved to Thayer Run the game solo but I'm too player They thought I fell (Eiffel) I just booked a trip to Paris I'm a big deal riding big wheels talking Ferris Pussy niggas feline Antonio Banderas Big poppa y'all my sons it's truly apparent List of priorities the bread takes precedence Said a prayer for every president I ever spent That's reverence kicked the doors down They ain't let us in Shawty loves her salad I'm the one who Bring the lettuce in Say they want the beef with me I don't condone it I got no condolences for my opponents I'm laid up and checked out game look vacant to me Came for the crown now I got it Who gone take it from me? This for all the doubters and the naysayers This for all the hustlers and work weighers Used to shop at SoHo then I moved to Thayer Run the game solo but I'm too player They thought I fell (Eiffel) I just booked a trip to Paris I'm a big deal riding big wheels talking Ferris Pussy niggas feline Antonio Banderas Big poppa y'all my sons it's truly apparent Pressure I'm constantly under it's no wonder Why a nigga stressed all this weight on these bars Tryna get it off my chest I'm left unimpressed By these rappers claiming they're the best Tried my best to leave I'm too locked in to give it arrest You tryna flex, tough act Should win a Tony no Romo She charged you for sex I gave her dick pro bono Say you want the smoke I got the plomo You look a little shook my nigga yo no Pararme no se como like a cripple Lamborghini doors ajar like a pickle My 2 Cents worth about a nickel-back at it So whoever at the top you could stop You're excused and don't let the door hit you Don't gotta go home but you do gotta go man I got plenty shooters pop ya noodle for the lo mein Empty out the magazine get the whole catalog Dead body floating down a stream Oh shit cat a log Boom Pow Punch Kick thems fighting words I'm a cash cow you watered down Like the two percent version I mean to think you're at my level Is just udderly absurd I mean to think That I've been doing this Since labels out scouting him nah My target audience is all of those who doubted him Like yes you, hi how's it looking way down there? Like I care no room for squares in my circle This Glock go bang like Kirko The family all that matters Does it irk all of you Urkels? Hmmm Good I hope it hurt you, because it hurt too