please listen

wale

all i need is the notepad

bottle of remy i can jack down the prozac

i'm so intact so i stay sharp

my desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

its a war with the enemy

writing verses can be a freestyle or something written in a week

ain't finna peak yet

i just cease 'em with the free;

its like my freestyle's cleavage

and my songs when they reach they official

so unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

when my competition ain't much

i ate lunch but the gluttony is running in me

i'm looking at your dinner feeling like there's nothing in me

its nothing iller

them emcees don't come wit' it

like a tongue that don't find clit

go ahead jo

go ahead ho

she ain't tryna go low

go head home

and i don't think homes

i just blank out

abuse paper

run through it 'til the ink's out

like ashanti

hip hop's bounty

hunter

young'n in the fader like laundry

hoes love me

get blown like lawn leaves

and then i bounce like cars out in long beach

a far reach from them rap dudes

yeah

them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

i write tunes

i'm hoping that they dig it

a break from what you hearing

please listen

please

please listen

please listen

man

please listen up

please listen

man

please listen up

please listen

man

please listen up

please listen

man

fuck it

its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

catchdubs you a motherfucker

no motherfucker dug it 'til you motherfuckin' brung it to 'em

them label motherfuckers sucking every other young'n

they swingin' woods like the motherfuckers nun-chucking

hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

i'm on the run

keep running

i should run for kenya

do not attempt to interfere

i am much better

inferior

but i'm nice

i am tough leather

i'm advanced like vancing?

i could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

i'm from the zoo where the animals ain't hands on

gorillas bite a nigga's whole damn hand off

landover niggas running round with mad warrants

the feds slower than a can pouring

honey

dc

man over money

pride over dough

niggas dying like its nothing

i hope that

i can be the light to 'em

some say i'm not the right dude to give light to 'em

they right too cause

they ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

they wouldn't be nothing

wale the campaigner

i wouldn't be famous

i'd be up in footlocker

the same pair of trainers

same '89 camry that needs painting

no la'n no ny'n

no more splurging on fitteds at goliath

no i'm lying

i'mma always give it to 'em

you don't get it now give it 'bout a year or two

i need a little room

they say i need growing

i'm already grown

nigga i'm greg oden

kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

i goes in

this is such a cinch

shit

i use the same line

like i did again

you're uncool like my mother kin

see

i'm done

fuck it

you're uncool like my; you get

you get it by now right?

fuck it

its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn