Lyrics
CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT
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Call it what you want, say we buggin, in this rap game we be always hustling
Call it what you want, say we buggin, in this rap game we be full time thuggin
V1
Fell back into the game, ain’t too much changed, tricks still trickin’ hoes givin’ brain
Rappers sellin’ out they want that fame, I stay independent want all of my change
Standin on my own, went through all of the pain, breakin’ records like glass in the window pane
Saving up my cash for when it starts to rain, you spendin’ all yo cash goin down the drain
You broke once again, and you goin insane, ya girl on the flo and we runnin’ a train
Yeah I’m old school, and ain’t no shame, you talk real fly, but you soundin’ real lame
And I’m so fly don’t want yo dame, she smoke pcp, meth and it all man, my beats ain’t bangin,
Well call it what you want man, I will not stop man, I’m aiming for the top man
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V2
I see yo head noddin’ plus it’s goin round and round, 15s in the trunk and they shakin’ the ground
All the real niggas, give me a pound, and when I come around we be smokin’ on a pound
Hate if you want cause you know it’s goin down, no black on black violence, tryin’ to hold us down
Oppression is why we walkin wit a frown, prejudice America damn near bout to drown
Mexicans, Natives feel my sound, the weed and peyote, we be passin’ around
Wild & loose beserk on the town, yes I’m a king now pass my crown
Really don’t care if I leave the underground, the cream of the crop rising to the top now
I’m in the streets bleeding that block right now, and white America wish I’d stop right now
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V3
Aint nothin new under the sun, and what you talkin bout already been done,
Don’t know what you talkin bout, soundin’ real dumb, cookie cutter rappers, thinkin that you the one
I’m from a different time frame where I come from and words carry more power than a gun
I do this from the heart, not for money or fun, but if I come up short, then I’m talkin wit my gun
Got kids to feed, got people to lead, so I can’t leave, yes I’m gone make you bleed
So best believe this a stress relieve, walk around wit a 380 up my sleeve, disrupt the league
Lookin straight fatigue, while I’m full of intrigue plus that VSOP
Black Beryn rims turnin on my bimmer ya see, black head to toe yeah, clean as can be
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