Aaron Cooks - BET Cypher lyrics

[Intro: Jidenna] Primo, you ready to set it off? [Verse 1: Aaron Cooks] Yellow lives matter Yellow God, nappy head trapper Mack daddy, daddy macker Kriss cross with the wrist, I whip backwards I walk on water in black Louie Scoop some up in a pot and get back to it The light skin Makavelli tapped celly Valentino Nino sipping pinot, kilos in the Chevy Tell them rappers thats up in the clouds I got the scope on them now They barely holdin it down Ill snatch ya soul for the crown Put it back inside you wake you up now tell them boys i ain't f**in around When my cousin got raided i kept grindin The scale died the work i Left Eyed it I had the spot on fire i couldn't leave boy the money was Andre risin My chackra Glowin the chopper Blow like blocka blocka You wake up with Biggie and Pac in the Morning They can't afford my soul I need money so high they gotta count it with a drone I turn your favorite rapper to Casper Take his blood and make a masterpiece after How you master the pieces When you don't own a piece of your master lil' n***a You gotta pardon me fam But you was talking like you had a whole pelican Middleman dont pull up on me wit two o's in the v them is Aubrey Grahms And tell Riggs at Atlantic not to panic but my price whent up im doin damage Only pennies I ever needed was Janet Feds at the door, more hard knocks than Annie Cook$! [Verse 2: 3D Na'Tee] I know you heard of me Fine as a b**h and got more bars than Bourbon Street, without surgery See I'm a great with this Bring me a goat, bet I cook like a Jamaican thief See every year when I don't get an award it's such a sad reminder That I get robbed like Blac Chyna With no ghostwriter, shout out to Drake though I ball out like OG Maco Play close attention I'm rap's savior While y'all chasing Pokémon, I be chasing paper, without a major While y'all cheering on every silicone clone for four summers My flow been dumb as Raven-Symone Like BIG and 'Pac in a female body, I body all of you Cause I'm an author, and I'm smarter My IQ higher than Barack daughter While you let them labels rape you like Darren Sharper The game know ain't a rap chick harder Than 3D Na'Tee [Verse 3: Rain 910] Y'all hating for nothing, well it's equal Got a brother that I look just like, that I don't speak to What makes you think you have an opinion that I care for? Got to take it in vain from here on That's [?] when he's the topic you gon' have to read about it Sergio Tacchini sweatsuits and [?] watches [?] at the bottom of every bottle of [?] Sweety it won't be easy to leave me but keep it rocking Never did he mean to be greedy, just needed options It's different pictures from different nights, it just lead to gossip The seat is toxic, and I never needed your love Never needed your trust, it's just me and my d** This deuce is for [?], this fo' is for [?] It's aces for [?], sip slow, go with the flow This is why I always end up where there's nowhere to go sh**, alone on this road, it's cold on these slopes If I overdose right now, no one'll know Don't erase that I know what I wrote It doesn't show when I sow And I don't give a f** if nobody feel me It'll take a whole army to k** me Yeah [Verse 4: Consequence] [?] I ain't got no time for flee markets A chick get with me it's like she land free on parking Read about me, better hit the mean market Cause in these streets homie, we ain't 'bout talking Cause back when Stevie had bees like Venus And back when Venus had bees like [?] I was in the MPV with Irv Gotti Hoping one day we both be in Ferraris Just like safari, moving neck after neck But that's the consequences of the lifestyle you pick Been with the sh**, I was raised for the revolution Cause I'm a Black Panther like Cam Newton Support this on your [?] now Cause like Usain I can't be beaten on a track And you can't be seen, thinking you eating off of rap And he yada yada yelling "Yo Cons' is back", uh It's the Cons' fool, word [Verse 5: Jidenna] Here go the black Abe Lincoln, half Blake Griffin Amish man who stay pimping, game straight women Or maybe he doesn't date women but he stay primping Looking like a m**m leader with 88 children They still tryna feel Jidenna out though Is he that Uncle Tom whiter than the South Pole? A field n***a that can wiggle with a [?] On the line like I wiggle where the [?] Eh, these rappers all copy They lie to the world like Ryan Lochte Yeah I'm in the White House on occasion In the gentlemen's club on occasion But it's way too many dollars in that fake a** bubble Man I call that inflation I guess fake is the new real And everyday I'm tryna daze on a new pill They see collard greens are the new k** Well money talks, and n***a sales