52 Kings - F@#K !T lyrics

F@#k !t Verse 1 Black out I'm here to f** up the scene With Game 6 and Fuego, n***a we' the brand new regime I put that on my life like I was grippin a** at the age of 13 Now I'm 23 tryin' kick the f**in' door down to Jimmy Iovine., n***a let me in, let me in, see the blood, sweat, tears drippin' off my pen Motherf** your Rem if you're sleeping again, I'm heavy puttin' out gems Blowin' up the Lab ‘cause I never paid attention in Chem Now they' payin shows for these wavy flows from Cali back to Upenn n***as better take note, I embraced being broke Never hit the block with a sack of the coke It's ironic, ‘cause now I'm living so dope Hater' want a favor, middle finger nope That's my mantra with no sponsor; I'm fire like Ganja Did this “thang” on my own Accord n***a my drive is like Honda I tell n***as they' nice then all they hear is “sikes” like “Wanda So why ponder? If rap is tall coochie I'm gon' climb her I feast, check my piece, rap is home, check my lease Said I'm cooking, check my grease, I (scream noise) your girl, check my sheets Ain't no YSL in my closet or Gucci all on my soles So I rise and shine for the profit ‘til it's obvious how I roll f** it (Pre-Hook) f** it? f** it? f** it? f** it? f** it? f** it? f** it? Damn right Verse 2 White out, I'm here to brighten the scene With Fuego and Game 6, n***a we're the brand new regime That's word to Sunny word to Vaughn Word to my pops and word to my mom Word to my girl and word to Keyz I'm finna stem out while you're puffin on leaves Toke that, n***a smoke that get high Never had “2 Chainz” that's “No Lie” Sit your a** down I'm a stand up guy New York City on my back, that's pride I've been working, late night lurking Amputating beats like surgeons Chop ‘em up, Hibachi Cheffin' ‘til I'm Benihana splurging No b**hing in my kitchen, this heat is all I know now Hear the sirens behind me, but no way in hell I'll slow down I'm still that same youngin' went to Wagner, hooped at lunch and Never cut a cla** but all the shorties wanted me to bump ‘em The point, when time is crunchin' I'm only here to be me Indian in my veins got me on point like a tee pee From CD to TV, watch me go 3D On stages Fans waving that low tide brings seaweed, I'm like f** it! (End)