Testo Don't Condone 2 - Symba
Testo della canzone Don't Condone 2 (Symba), tratta dall'album Cultura Hip-Hop
Goddamn, Cass
The money still lookin' familiar but y'all niggas ain't
Can't play at y'all niggas' pace
Can't run y'all niggas' race
The rap game just like Squid Games, nobody safe
Ayy
Dior track pants, mood on Last Dance
Still get inspired by the brother of Black Sam
Tryna turn five into ten like clapped hands
Shh, me no cap, man
My new girl look like she don't date black men
My ex-girl tryna get the scoop like Fatman
But tell DreamDoll I want more than a lap dance
Now watch how I step in, your steppers ain't like Steppin'
Really not shooters, just fire off on computers
Gotta watch the niggas who stand still when you gettin' to it
Because a iced out Jesus will turn a nigga to Judas
The whole concept of real nigga is ruined
These niggas think money can buy 'em some influence
A bunch of grown men competin' for who the cutest
Ain't about the latest look if you out here lookin' stupid
Remember nights moms callin', tellin' me to slow down
She was tryna save me from the path I tried to go down
I could've threw my life away runnin' with the wrong crowd
I just wish I knew back then what a nigga know now
God put me here to shine
Be careful when you share your vision with the blind
I wasted a lot of time considerin' everybody's opinion except mine
The money still lookin' familiar but y'all niggas ain't
Can't play at y'all niggas' pace
Can't run y'all niggas' race
The rap game just like Squid Games, nobody safe
Ayy, and I've watched all these niggas play friends to make M's
Buy a little jewelry then go and cop 'em a Benz
Fuck a few hoes that most of us probably hit
Just to feel validated by bitches who ain't shit
But I can't blame her 'cause these niggas is licks
Flyin' hoes out, man, these niggas a trip
You out here takin' care of these hoes more than your kids
Back in school, we ain't even know these niggas exist
I just left Dior, 'bout to meet up with Lior
Jumpin' out a car that the driver don't need a key for
I ain't seen it all but I seen enough to see more
You see the same shit way differently when you see more
They don't see the work that I'm puttin' in
I ain't where I wanna be but not where I could've been
I ain't tryna end up rappin' 'bout where I should've been
Back in the hood again, baggin' that good again
Time tell it all when you prosper, niggas fall off the roster
Friends turn into good movies, you gotta watch 'em
They gon' try to plot on you when they run out of options
When they can't find no real shit on you, they gotta gossip
Yeah, but God put me here to shine
Be careful when you share your vision with the blind
Man, I wasted a lot of time considerin'
Everybody's opinion except mine
Results take time
Credits
Writer(s): Scott Carter, Caston Grigsby, Aliandro Prawl, Demario Driver
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