RnR

Oh, as I flex on, I put my jets on
Constantly imprisoned young bitches With the press-ons
Never pressed for they attention, that's my first impression
Pressure, pressure buildin' up, don't make me press the baton

I didn't come for the bull shit today
God told me I didn't have to have it
Looks like we got another problem on our hands
Can't tell between the righteous and the ratchets

Ahh, still I give her the 'D'
Like I'm the sun
I'm the first to be yours
You know I'm the one
Hope you fare well with your welfare
It's fair-weather, that healthcare
Stop havin' so much fun and run up the funds
You chillin' so much, you know you got things to do
You ain't gotta prove it to me, but you know you got things to prove
Oh you messin' with the real, now
My old shit's still fire – I broke it down to a science
Bitch I think I... (unintelligible)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Laugh so much if I did not I might (cry)
Black truth dissolved in the mist of white lie
Question everything, ok nigga why

I didn't come for the bull shit today,
God told me I didn't have to have it
Looks like we got another problem on our hands
Can't tell between the righteous and the ratchets

I jump in the ring, like I was Don King
The city of bonking
I'm fresher than prom king, but do you
Ever see me as swamp thing
I pray so much, I got a bum knee
And I believe in the unseen
A lack of focus leads to working back at Krogers
And that component got me back in focus
I'm thinkin' magnum opus
And we ain't smoking no bunk-weed
I bet you won't find one seed
Waited so long can ... (unintelligible) Please light it
Hundred-thousand songs Still I'm one-track-minded
Please never take me outta context
Is that pussy really bomb girl
Or you just makin' bomb-threats