quarterbackin

the definition of quarterbackin'

the quarterback. tell the cops don't read into it

them days of slangin' yay been finished

them days have been done ended

so far gone them days that i'm offended

snitches can't speak my name till they get winded

can't you tell there's been a switch made?

now fellas decide that they wanna run and tell like in the fifth grade

but i'm too gone

young'n be clear

even when you see me

i am not really there

and i ain't play fair wit' my eye on the enemy

huggin' the block just me and my mini-me

did it and lived it

grinded here

cops fillin' wit' my projects find it yeah

not only was i in the game

i was gifted in it

served food to the fiends and we called 'em dinners

put the raw wit' the fake out

mixed it in it

can't explain the cat's hustle

guess it just was in

it's malicious

if you got the turf crackin' and ya money's stackin'

ya

quarterbackin'

quarterbackin'

leader of the squad and your the team captain

quaterbackin'

quarterbackin'

gotta little change and ya drivin' a range

quarterbackin'

quarterbackin'

if ya sound system bangs

and ya pushin' them thangs

quarterbackin'

quarterbackin'

might not know what i'm talkin' about

if you ain't never lived it

or seen it

or done it

seen fiends vomit

green stuff i had to clean it up wit' comet

mean stuff

so many deaths my streets is haunted

believe us

you shoulda seen us

like wile e. coyote

man super genius

against all odds like serena and venus

i only had a couple jobs in my life

but not too many thought i was grown

who woulda thought i'd sell my skill for a microphone

and be rappin' about it up in the song

slidin' on some chrome

it's long money i earn

i'm bald headed

but i used to have a lord jesus perm

when my name was earl before the rap game

runnin' from secret squirrel

i had my own thang

raised by wolves

hyenas

and barracudas

gorillas and bulls

i play the field like vick

from endzone to endzone

serve that ish like snowcones in the hood

entrenched in the gutter

i was lost in the good

cuz i make the gat stutta like a old g should

mamas lookin

so much snookin'

nights in the kitchen thought i'd never finish cookin'

way before pay for this that i'm mouthin'

19 years young

upward of 80 thousand

trust me young'n pusha was never browsin' for nothin' section 8 housin'

i'm stompin' thru like king kong claimin' his home

his jungle

mumblers beware the hood hates singers

i connect

block the corner like jenga

fall never

you seen 'em

posted in the hood leanin' fiends like the tower of pisa

damn he's good. now of course you know i ain't talkin' about sports

i'm talkin' about runnin some shit

i'm talkin' about workestratin' and illustratin'

glorifyin' ya paper route

whether it serve it to

uh. gettin' out there hustlin'

grittin' and grindin'

doin' ya thug-thizzlemajiggadale

quarterbackin' man

hustlin' main

trust that main

yeah

in real life main

some call it pitchin'

some call it grindin'

we call it quarterbackin'

yeah

and i ain't talkin' about sports

trust that main. the quarterback