PF Cuttin - 4 No Reason lyrics

[Verse 1] Benevolent rap cat Hundred percent real n***a The president half that Evident in the rap spat Make n***as uncomfortable f**in' with that wack Every bar is hard Every hard bar I spit bizarre to ya'll Every bizarre hard bar up to par Paw, your bars ain't hard God, I saw your flaws Can't be him, Boot Camp champion Your style is equivalent to Ambien Sleepy, hand me a No-Doze Most of my friends broke I hand 'em my old clothes Meyhem Lauren, he gave me his Rugbys The weight on the plate great Play with the d**, P Today's math is wisdom culture Of being born to equality, come follow me, P [Sample] Ay, ay, ay, ay I'm a grown a** man Ay, ay, ay, ay I'm a grown a** man [Verse 2] Back with the lines Your lines wack, smacked with the rhyme My sh** is right and exact black, I rap all the time I never try to rhyme like the latest Rapper out, smack a mouth soon as he say sh** When I spit this rage Understand motherf**er I got kids your age, P [Sample] I know what the f** a vegetable is man Don't, don't tell me what a vegetable is man I'm, ay, I'm a grown a** man, alright?