RobGotBeats - S-Rank Manifesto lyrics

[Produced by RobGotBeats] [Verse] We pull up in that 'How could you hate' This n***a Rob be cooking 'you can't relate' Women stop me on the street like 'How much longer should we wait?' I'm like 'Ro Ransom so the future that his tape came late' He's all devotion, this is a lonely life But nothing this cla**ic ever came easy So its only right We down by East Village, these models on uppers...we roam at night Discussing the landscape, laughing my a** off with the homies like...(this sh** is funny) 'n***as trying to bring New York back?' (let's push it forward) Man ain't nobody in my backyard selling crack, its a new era Doing donuts in the blue Carrera It ain't mine though, its my young jawn's, and she fine though Thats a side note (that's a sidenote) Don't act like you too good to be a freak b**h, I'm a quarter through my life, we ain't got time to be modest Why you thought they call me Future? I'm just trying to be honest Heard they calling for the answer, well they finally got it n***a I came up, thats all me Now the game's f**ed, that's balls deep n***as talked sh** like they wanted beef But then changed up when they saw me I'm trying to wake up in that 'rari, why? (I love the dough) f** n***as cut, I ain't sorry bruh (You gotta go) When Greg pops died I said I'm going hard for that n***a I can't even thank him for treating me like his kid Can't even drop off a bag for all the sh** that he did Man my n***a would have been proud of all them hoes that we slid I told Cam'ron I'm from 8th, he said 'ni**a WE NEIGHBORS' Took ---- home from 40/40, I said 'ni**a WE MADE IT' I had to turn up on these hoes for every b**h that we dated Woke up to a naked blonde doing yoga on me, damn Flirt Cobain, Lil Wayne Staley Fantasize about blowing out my brains daily These kids need me though, where they gon get the real These other rappers CB4, I keep it 100 like Undertaker lost at Mania, Not to mention CM Punk quit f** sh** my symmetry's off All these hoes on me I'm still empty Paranoid cause they too friendly f** inhibition, we dying one day put yourself in position I'm more myself than ever, they call it going crazy Well I just like to think I'm being open lately Like how that kid outside Greenhouse slit through my coat and grazed me How that'll go, I'm not sure I'll let you know Ya'll went on tour I stayed at home, I knew I could make something better I ain't trying to make right now, I'm trying to make it last forever My n***as down for whatever, one hand up I'm always centered West side jawn give it away, cause she a Red Hot Chili Pepper Boy I'm everywhere was you ever there? (Dance around sh** b**h, you Fred Astaire) Your girl came, off top, like a head of hair (at the barber shop) Or a freestyle, I ain't never scared I got no heart and I'm dead in there This is my city, who's f**ing with me? Got 150 n***as running with me, all S-Rank Shout my skate kids, we don't take sh**, f** the fake sh** Put my street n***as on high fashion What you rap for? Ol' no pa**ion "They just do this sh**", b**h I do this sh** Ain't got no time to just shoot the sh** Don't speak to me, f**ing rap n***as wanna take pictures But can't write hooks or no damn bridges f** from round Ro, go put me back where you found Ro Keep your f**ing stream and a download From the intro to the outro Kept it S-Rank with the sound ho, n***a This that 'do-this-sh**-for-my-town' flow, n***a [Outro] If its any girls in this club tonight that look anything like Rashida Jones can you dance on me? I need that sh** right now, let me sing it one more time If its any girls in this club tonight that look anything like Rashida Jones can you dance on me? Free drinks on me