French Montana - Stay Schemin' (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Chamillionaire] Hallelujah, the God's back, but don't twist the interpretation More than just Ridin' Dirty, please pardon the reputation Don't stress cause we getting blessed, they ain't part of the congregation They can talk to the Devil, to Hell with they conversations Most of 'em just be talkin', tired of hearing speeches Keep the opinion if I didn't ask you to give a thesis Scripture says every man is made in the likeness of Jesus Froze all the holy water, flooded my Jesus pieces So I stay gleamin' You ain't even playin' the game and you talking like you Skip Bayless Criticize he who made it, calling it entertainment Difference with you and Skip is you ain't the one getting payments Talking 'bout practice, we talking 'bout practice The nursery rhymes they spit is was what I can do backwards The rocks that I got, been palming them longer than Shaq's fist Doing deals with Volkswagen Global while walking in Saks Fifth I keep on reppin' that Texas, I rep it, they say its local People who normally hate you, the best you got to promote you Normally it's a person that never came and approached you Hope that ain't how they quote you, I'll choke you out of your vocals Everything that you worked for, everything that you have Everything that you got can all disappear in a flash To be honest, I'm nowhere as big as back in the past But no matter where I end up, I'll have more than your lil' cash [Verse 2: Drake] It bothers me when the Gods get to acting like the broads Guess every team doesn't come complete with n***as like ours That's why I see no need to compete with n***as like y'all I just ask that when you see me you speak up, n***a, that's all Don't be ducking like you never wanted nothing It's feeling like rap changed, it was a time it was rugged Back when if a n***a reached it was for the weapon Nowadays n***as reach just to sell they record Spaghetti bolognese in the Polo Lounge Me and my G from DC that's how I roll around Might look light, but we heavy though You think Drake will pull some sh** like that? You never know Million dollar meetings in a Polo Lounge Me and my man Oliver North that's how I roll around Shawty wanna tell me secrets 'bout a rap n***a I tell that b**h it's more attractive when you hold it down Kobe 'bout to lose a hundred fifty M's Kobe my n***a I hate it had to be him b**h you wasn't with me shooting in the gym (b**h you wasn't with me shooting in the gym) Tell Lucian I said "f** it", I'm tearing holes in my budget Bag her like we in Publix and take her a** out in public Ordered her the filet, told 'em bu*terfly it, she'll love it She used to soda and nuggets, she really just out here thuggin' I'm just hittin my pinnacle, you and p**y identical You like the f**ing finish line, we can't wait to run into you But let me get my mind off that Young rich motherf**er getting mine off rap with my n***as