Lil B - 05 f** Em Remix lyrics

[Intro: Wise Older Man] Imma put my money on this young n***a I know Imma keep it real man, Lil B man I got yo back, bruh, and this from me man, for real, like I said I owe you man. I got my money on this young n***a Lil B, man, he taking over the world, His first album gon' sell a million records, He million, a million plus, This album going platinum plus, We moving for that ganda, we moving for that diamond sh**, Like I said, taking it to that world wide level, Lil B man, I love you [Verse: Lil B] Most of it is motivation, some of it is role play You ain't never seen my style, b**h, or my wardrobe Black back, a blast first, n***as want to get hit Motivation b**h, way past pimping And lets get it Way before the hobos and h*mos, snowcones n***as off the motivation and dough home Black kids and white kids, Mexicans and Asians Want no hope, just to seem broke Now we gotta play him Motivation work on it We gotta make it You feel me Since, man its smelling cajun Look up to me now this is real cases These n***as so good I got that bad luck man I'm knocking on wood they spraying sh** up Maybe you could reach your destination, ok Rocking to the day Motivation till I lay, Lil B I'm rocking to the top scale n***a want to see me fall but b**h, the top rail I ain't going down, and n***a I ain't falling off These n***as want to see the boss, but I ain't gon' let em see Gotta see across n***a gotta see across The only time you walk across Is when I part the sea across I'm legendary b**h I'ma knock these n***as off with this legendary sh** [Outro: Wise Older Man] Ok cool off now, Like I said, I got this money on this brother right here, You know what I'm saying, Youngster got his thing, doing it, He doing this sh**, And I'm putting money behind him, I'm putting my house behind him, I'm putting my car behind him, I'm putting my life behind him, Like I said man, Lil B, I believe in him 100 %, man, We taking this sh** to the top, Lil B my number one son, you know what I'm saying, That's my pop man, I'ma tell you something, man, Lil B rocking, man, Past diamond, n***a, First album going platinum, He ain't never dropped a album yet, Everything been mixtapes to this step, Who f**ing with the young gunna? Who f**ing with the young n***a? Pushing that motherf**ing mind, Basedworld Paradise all to the day, man, We on that motherf**ing grind sh**, I love you worldwide, Everybody that's holding down Lil B, hold them choppas up, Let them bullets out, We got guns with no bullets We motherf**ing doing our thing, We spraying things, We spreading love We spreading positivity, I got b**hes, We rocking, we taking over the world, Billion dollar championships, n***as can't f** with my young n***a, Lil B, I'ma tell you something, n***a, Rocking to the top Any of these s**a a** n***as want it, We taking n***as out the game n***as ain't playing no more, n***as sitting on the bench When n***as come through fu*k 'EM.. straight up