Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stack it up and save the cake
They still gon' find a way to hate
Skinny nigga holding weight
Yeah, I'm full, I just ate
Why they won't let me be great
Ms. Mary, she my soul mate
Smile bright like Colgate
I'm all in your hoe face
We ain't cut from the same cloth
Yeah, you come from a hoe race
Niggas don't love you, dog, they pretend to
Then switch up on you like Captain Ginyu
Hard to carry all that shit on your back when you been stabbed in it so many times
I been double-crossed, it's been plenty times
These niggas never wanna give me mine
If I think you on that fake shit, I'ma hit you with the swerve
Charged up like a surge
Block your shot like I'm Serge
That's Ibaka
Kicking shit like soccer
My nigga say get him, I already got him
You know it ain't nothing to get this shit popping
They want me to quit, but they know I ain't stopping
What you tryna do, I done already done it
You learning to walk, and I'm already running
You just started flexing, I'm already stunting
You just hit the gas, and I'm already gunning
It's fourth down, and you already punting
You gotta be hungry to fill up your stomach
I got off my ass and turned nothing to something
I got off my ass and turned nothing to something
I got off my ass and turned nothing to something
Ain't no more free shit, nigga, I'm charging
Ain't no more tip-toing, nigga, I'm charging
Turn his shirt red, he got hired at Target
Word around the city, I ain't heard about you
Cold ass world, keep your shit about you
I'm smoking on gas, ain't got no name
I stay going dumb, I ain't got no brain
Finna set the whole block on fire like Kane
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stack it up and save the cake
They still gon' find a way to hate
Skinny nigga holding weight
Yeah, I'm full, I just ate
Why they won't let me be great
Ms. Mary, she my soul mate
Smile bright like Colgate
I'm all in your hoe face
We ain't cut from the same cloth
Yeah, you come from a hoe race
Niggas don't love you, dog, they pretend to
Then switch up on you like Captain Ginyu
Hard to carry all that shit on your back when you been stabbed in it so many times
I been double-crossed, it's been plenty times
These niggas never wanna give me mine
If I think you on that fake shit, I'ma hit you with the swerve
Charged up like a surge
Block your shot like I'm Serge
That's Ibaka
Kicking shit like soccer
My nigga say get him, I already got him
You know it ain't nothing to get this shit popping
They want me to quit, but they know I ain't stopping
What you tryna do, I done already done it
You learning to walk, and I'm already running
You just started flexing, I'm already stunting
You just hit the gas, and I'm already gunning
It's fourth down, and you already punting
You gotta be hungry to fill up your stomach
I got off my ass and turned nothing to something
I got off my ass and turned nothing to something
I got off my ass and turned nothing to something
Ain't no more free shit, nigga, I'm charging
Ain't no more tip-toing, nigga, I'm charging
Turn his shirt red, he got hired at Target
Word around the city, I ain't heard about you
Cold ass world, keep your shit about you
I'm smoking on gas, ain't got no name
I stay going dumb, I ain't got no brain
Finna set the whole block on fire like Kane
( Zell Marley )
www.ChordsAZ.com