Tha City Paper - Genius Wrote It lyrics

[Produced By Gotham City] [Verse 1 -Tha City Paper] I pulled up, take the block Then I said I appreciate ya Nowadays it's just boss sh** Motivator, mediator Got to watch out for them alphabet boys, abbreviators Quarter chickens, four and a baby Used to keep that b**h in an incubator Small town, perfect timing Pulled up bumping that Big Lou Hoop dreams, junior college, goddamn I wish I was 6'2” Hold up, hold up, remember me? Motherf**ing right, I remember nights [?] on the project floor I didn't even give a f**, didn't dim the lights Old sh**, but she heavy now, got a n***a telling them co*k tales Meeting up with young T Hyde, I ain't s'posed to be eating these ox tails Enterprise, need to rent a car, young b**h ain't got a credit card Son still getting his hustle on, shooting threes to [?] better yard I'm City Paper, I'm a rap god All I can say is a genius wrote it Half a plug, I ain't even tripping, guess I'll let Ms. Tina hold it Blood money, see the stars, where the hell is Ms. Mother Nature? Tryna get like them Arabs, 50 stores, 100 acres [Hook] Said a genius wrote it Said a genius wrote it Said a genius wrote it Said a genius wrote it [Verse 2 – Starlito] I just caught a pound play out the Uber They watching how I maneuver Had to tell all my shooters stay off the computer Had a bad looking b**h out at Hooters And a broke hood b**h even cuter Give me brain, she the tutor, I'm the student End up f**ing all the hoes I went to school with She stupid, now I'm a genius, acting like they forgot the facts I shot my strap, was balling for about two hours ‘fore he got snapped Free my homies, this for the projects and the college cats Gave away scholarships from my lil partners, pa**ing out the stacks Cool a** n***a, still Cashville's hottest act Just copped a spot in AZ and in Vegas, he must got a sec I holler grind hard, and I mean it Why you sound like that? Cause I'm leaning On it, sincerely yours, a genius wrote it [Hook] Said a genius wrote it Said a genius wrote it Said a genius wrote it Said a genius wrote it [Verse 3 – Petty] Hey, let me get it then f** rap, jump back, be the [?] Getting paid, switch blade, cut that like a middleman Pull up all black in a minivan Imma k** em when it's cold out Leave a n***a with his soul out Then I roll out, f** it, say a genius wrote it Ain't no [?], uh uh, they don't know about nothing Young Aristotle, I'mma a [?] starter Check, I go hella harder You can tell apart a motherf**er like me easy Got a Socrates like philosophy Prophesize every prophecy that my prophets see Wonder what'll make em start with me I know that it's hard to be, got a flow that can part the seas My heart disease, b**h Better check the signs, you don't wanna be the next to die It affects the time, so a n***a gon respect my mind Petty Cain, I'm a rap god Ride a beat, say a genius wrote it Real n***as, real b**hes love it When I kick the bucket, RIP Bironas This that sh** that gon last forever No dream, I know it, say a genius wrote it King decoded, never let a ho between the focus Said a genius wrote it Do my dirt alone, I don't want a n***a singing on me Say a genius wrote it And if you ain't want it when I read up homie Then I seen [?], said a genius wrote it