these young niggas got that kevin hart
beer bellis and pelle pelle's
five scores tell these fish tell me
they thought i was hungry
what you gon' tell me really?
all these rangles and cangles i'm on some player ish
in the streets hustle hard
ready nothin' to tangle with
when it comes to mic fights i'm known to strangle shit
this is joggin' for your drawl
flappin' so much time for fashion
and why my shawty slide pass him
bcg medallion on my neck for the non-believers
grows from the soil i'm that kind of creature
used to write in empty rooms
these young niggas got that kevin hart
beer bellis and pelle pelle's
five scores tell these fish tell me
they thought i was hungry
what you gon' tell me really?
in all honesty the flow cali i've been annointed
the one shows and the kit gang like neymar
now i'm back on everybody's radar
i don't pay y'all no mind
i still shine like the brightest lights
intervention my suspension
got the chevy's sittin' high
not to mention i be writin' with my angel on the side
angel on the front of the car
'luminate through the night
sharp white smell so the haters pipe down
guess you ain't shaped up the last
heavy investors supercedin' my past
y'all still scrapin' for cash
never been a slave to the dollar and i'm thankful for that
this music got me out of the trap so i'm thankful for rap
faithful to the faithful addicts so i bass up on tracks
and cook up another classic then serve 'em a bash
these young niggas got that kevin hart
beer bellis and pelle pelle's
five scores tell these fish tell me
they thought i was hungry
what you gon' tell me really?