[Verse 1]
Lights, camera, stop it
You know I'm not a fan of photos
I seen rappers goto church only for the promo
I seen actors put in work only for the clout
But they ain't whipping in the hood so how they trapping out the house?
That ain't my style b**h I never been a faker
You wanna f**in beef with me
I'll have you meet your maker
The only ones who can compete is Ye' and Mr. Rager
I been dropping so much dope I might invest in Moto Pagers
And that's real talk who you know like V
Add a H and a O yeah that's just me times three
It's my time to shine it's almost half past E
And you can't stop my drive I go hard all week
Boy you tripping I can't get on my knees
Apologize for what I'm tryna get this cheese
Only dudes I trust is myself and me
And those the same two men that I live to please
That ain't my style man
[Verse 2]
Some people open a book and follow rules to the T
Real n***as twist they fingers up and help the kids in the streets
I try and be neutral to understand the police
But why they always f**ing looking for somebody to beat
Sorry I'm not Timmy T
Im a younger Huey Newt
So I throw my sign up because that book is just for you
Let my people shine we got king up in our blood
That's a young ruler pig boy watch who you calling thug
Y'all used to the lynch the homies but we still be showing love
We wanted integration and y'all gave us n***as d**
In the words of k**er Mike "I'm glad that Reagan dead"
Reagan was the pinnacle of blacks against the feds
He lied about the weapons and we know he sent out d**
But that don't mean sh** we ain't American enough
When I was younger I wanted to protect my city
Now that a n***a wise I would never k** me
That ain't my style man
[Verse 3]
Move your hands fool go ahead and read a book
It's really not that deep you see y'all the ones that's shook
You can play the king but yous a pawn and I'm a rook
Now move to B4 or you might get your life took
Do you believe the truth even when it's hard to swallow
You gone lead the pack or that's a act too tough to follow
You gone sip ya act and find somewhere to wallow
I'm depressed too but push my d**h back past tomorrow
Sleeping ain't for rest that's my only escape
To be or not to be I been asking of late
Cali n***as saying Detroit sound like the Bay
How can I think outside the box when I'm trapped inside my state
My mental is something that they can't change
I just shake off the bull like Mariah and bae
I been rocking out since Gambino met Fey
I been switching flows since Ellen was gay
I been a a**hole since my dad gave a damn
I can't hate the hustle that ain't my style my man