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2000 Something Part 3

JZAC

2016, İngilizce

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Uh-oh, uh, uh
Fuck a nine to five, I'm making masterpieces instead
Tryna get me up a slice like some pieces of bread
I'm easily fed, hate for all the reasons you said
Bet you couldn't get a girl to give your penis some head
I'm leaving 'em dead, walk around in zombie mode
They don't want me on TV like The Cosby Show
I ain't rich yet, shit, but I'm awfully close
All these girlies run around tryna off me clothes
I'm on some pimp shit, really on my pimp shit
You always on the couch like the motherfucking Simpsons
Way I'm kicking knowledge you would think I went to Princeton
Couple years ago, they didn't know that I existed, so listen to me
I'm in your speakers, man, this shit straight flame
I'm the 2016 mixtape Wayne
Make my verses so aversive so you loop 'em like it's cursive
I don't mean to be assertive, well, I sorta do
Looky here
I don't know what you crying 'bout
You ain't got shit to whine about
See me rolling, I'm riding out
GPS couldn't find the route
Took the Mazda across the country
Bags in the back so I can't get comfy
Did it for the fans, no advance, no bands
Tryna manage the plans just to pay shit monthly
Tryna keep cool, but my shit's all stressed
I been telling moms, I got hits on deck
But dreams don't keep the lights on
That's some advice to keep your shit in check
I've been tryna do me
But baby, let me fix you a drink
Try to open up your mind, really get you to think
Pour a wine glass only for your fine ass
Do it for your highness, love the way I run it
I been on this shit, stay lit like Zippos
I ain't playing games, staying hungrier than hippos
Talk about the flow, I'm a motherfucking sicko
Running back and forth, life got me in a pickle
Won't you
Take a look at my catalogue
Can't you see that I'm that involved?
Stay sharp without Adderall
Pitch it to 'em like laterals
They ain't really liking how I did it
But I didn't do you, man, I did it for myself
Did it for the love, didn't do it for the wealth
Now I do it for the sport 'cause I really want the belt
I shows up like hello, hello world, I'm here
Took the elevator, homie, warn your girl I'm near
Cheers to new beginnings, all we do is winning
Use to sip Pabst now they hand me blue ribbons
I remember watching Doug Funnie at night
And we ain't really had shit 'cause the money was tight
Pops gone for, like, two or three weeks at a time
Just to pay the damn bills, that's what taught me to grind
I have to
(Breathe)
Before I have a panic attack, the plan is intact
I don't do it for no pat on the back
Just let me (breathe)
They said that I sucked, wow, they all on my nuts now
You showing me love now, okay, you gotta
Never hit my line again
You keep trying to connect like some Siamese twins
If you talking 'bout the money, you can sign me in
Or sign me up, but I don't need to find me friends
Why we got the same problems as last year?
And why these kids with degrees still working as cashiers?
Why this Jada song still relevant now?
And why they jacking up the prices on my medicine now?
Why I gotta keep asking these questions?
And why we separated all over a fucking election
And why they cut the beat, 'cause I ain't finished speaking the truth
Why the media so easily misleading the youth?
Turn your TV on if you seeking the proof
And that's just another reason why I do what I do, do

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