Ma** appeal Verse 1 BRUIN The hood love me I keep it hood Hoes love a n***a i sling that wood The kids in the burbs All bump my sh** Cause its hot Not because they think they should BET love me im so pro black Jeans everyday give the game no slack Ex cons play my song Its a message in the music Deep down i be saying to em don't go back Dope boys say im dope Dope boys don't rap Speaking bout dope on the track No fact no bars on rap sheets Unless these dudes rat i just don't get that Tell em all to get back Going nuts you can hold my sack f** the world up bust one on the map Not a dog just a nasty cat Can't compare size mini me im shaq Living large grizzly style Wipe my paws spit a flow They drop they jaws and they chick Wanna drop them draws showing off Students say im inspiration The teacher said work on punctuation f** that you can kiss my a** And put that statement in quotation Do what i want how i want when i please
So the artist and the hipster f** with me Deep down just a dirty south SOB Smoking hella weed living a dream Verse 2 Life or whatever you wanna call it Is harder when you the sh** They tryna flush you down the toilet You let em sneak a preview they tell the ending And spoil it you ask em what the message is They say they can't recall it I record it for the chick strippin' to pay the mortgage The dude who blew his last cause she thick and she gorgeous The n***a who stayed home cause his main b**h is flawless But not perfect so i'll send her home in the morning Im a pawn in this chess game Tryna be the best mane And stand out like fresh white tee with a red stain So get motherf**in' clue and it's only a few That can do what i do The b**hes calling me huggie my homies callin' me bru True let me chill don't take the stage after me Cause n***a i k** i k** And that explains my huge ego and my ma** appeal