Verse 1
(Black Cobain)
One time for the real n***as..
Whooo..
I looked at my watch and it said My time..
Yeah..
Yeah..
Hold up..
Uh..
Forever my lady, my lady forever
My timing is better, this biggie flow so Coogi my sweater
My b**hes is wetter, these n***as is haters
Don't do me no favors, my n***as bout paper, we stack it up so you can name us a wager
I promise I got it, my flow is psychotic, you rappers neurotic
You don't really do it you rap about it
I swear you n***as hoes, you should wear a weave and a dress
I'm bout to reach a couple goals that's gon relive me some stress
Can you fathom me in a phantom with b**hes out of Atlanta
Then catch a flight to Miami and f** em in my cabana
Then bring it back to my city, riding round with them hammers
Cuz hating n***as is bama's, imma get it like country grammar
Misery loves company, women they love chivalry
My n***as like to stack it in banks like we love Hilary
R.I.P to Uncle Phil forreal
You know Me n***a, I'm fresher than Will forreal
Case closed you ain't gotta ask, you know that I got it
I'm hitting switches on b**hes like they been fixed with hydraulics
My attire is pilot, You can catch Me in traffic
Bumping Sweet James Jones, man that sh** is a cla**ic
I'm a hog in the game, I got some wet and some brown
I got some white and some syrup, I'm tryna sow up My town
f** them n***as they clowns, patience got Me a check
I'd take a shot for My n***as and I would die for respect, motherf**ers
Yeah yeah..
Cobizzy n***a..
I swear to God You ain't f**ing with Me..
You know it..
Verse 2:
(Da Deputy)
That Texas n***a back in this (Ennis)
Chloe say handle business
Tell em I'm on they heels, I can really show em what a k** is (Achilles)
And really show em who the illest
Spit pro verbs (Proverbs) in every sentence
I'm winning, I been taking score I tally (Italy) like we in Venice
I'm a shoe in, them Patrick Ewings
At a kickback let My crew in
They got weed and beer so when you see la (UCLA) bring that brew in (Bruin)
Rapping I speak it fluent
These locals know what I'm doing
Johnny uh
Ferrari uh
B came and got a n***a fresh out the slums
I was in the projects, bedroom none
If I got a chance that's legroom, run
Imma make it happen if the chance don't come
Coaching these n***as like Stan Van Gun
No rations, I hunger forever
Don't kneel son (Nelson) rest in peace to Mandela
I went out to Vegas wit polo's of sweaters
b**h I had flew (flu) like I'm under the weather
I do it for the people
I always pick good over evil
I do what I want, don't like taking orders like Shia LaBeouf on Eagle Eye
Ill and lethal the flow is illegal
If you telling fables then n***a you feeble
I thought of this flow when at church on the steeple
I'm tryna stack cheese as much as the Beatles
Paul McCartney getting Parmesan
From arm to arm
Faster than Ramadan
f** a prima don I'm no simp
For the Gucci Gucci She go super sonic that's Kreyshawn Kemp (Shawn Kemp)
(Johnny)
n***as tippin on 44's
All around the world they love Texas they know are way (Norway) like Oslo
Lyrically ahead but (head bu*t) it's over 85 rappers who on that's so so
I'm too fly I won't ever land, I won't ever land (Evelyn) like Ocho
I'm the realist n***a at this rap sh**
And my bro sure (brochure) like a pamphlet
The churches I go to are baptist
But don't cross me like You Catholic
This LC2, I follow tradition
But lyrically yo crew so fiction (crucifixion)
You'll let money persuade ya decision
Not us, no math can f** up the vision (division)
Was asking labels to give demo listen
I reckon (wrecking) that that'll just cause demolition
Honest intentions
Is to k** off these n***as who thinking they k**ing this business
I won't exclude heroes or rebels or witnesses who disagree in attendance
I tear out they ligaments rip out they tendons
And tell'em that Deputy now in the building