Testo Fucc the Rap Game - Big Scarr
Testo della canzone Fucc the Rap Game (Big Scarr), tratta dall'album Big Grim Reaper: The Return
Pull that mo'fuckin' ice out, y'all see, y'all know
(Let the BandPlay)
Y'all say too much
Big Grim Reaper Gang
Snatch yo' soul, can't get yo' soul back
Say, I took the easy way (huh)
I promise this shit wasn't a piece of cake (huh)
I had to take me a risk on the interstate (phew)
We got what you need like a giveaway (phew)
Trust me, it's on me, can shoot it at any day (phew)
This not a regular Dodge, I'ma get away (yoom)
Walk in with two choppas, you know I ain't come to play (nah)
I need my money right now, nigga, ándale (right now)
Or it's gon' be a DOA (yeah)
I know some scammers, hit shit on the BOA
Switch on the back of my Glock, he won't get away (fft)
When I'm in the cut, we can shoot the fire either way (fft)
Niggas ain't gangstas, they really just in the way
Watch your move, we gon' send you to Heaven's gates
Havin' my way with the bread like I'm Bill Gates
Fuck the rap game 'cause they know what I'm underrated
Hmm, guess I gotta take it (yeah)
Bitch, I'm kick down the door
Put this shit in they face
Show them bitches I'm destined to make it (destined to make)
No, I can't show 'em no pity
Or sympathy 'cause my heart fell in love with them blue faces (nah, nah, no)
Cartier watch, hickory-dickory dock
Dare one of you lil' niggas take it (I dare you to take)
They like Scarr why you ain't go buy you a car or a house?
'Cause I'm payin' these lawyer's fee cases
They like Scarr why you still slidin' and postin' outside?
'Cause I'm nothin' like these rap niggas fakin' (huh, I'm not with the fakin')
Yeah, I know God blessed me with this Rap shit
But it's kinda hard not to go back to the basics
Sometimes I feel like I'm livin' too fast, reminiscin' 'bout my life
This shit got me pacin' (huh, pacin')
Back and forth, tryna erase it (tryna get through these phases)
Say, I took the easy way (huh)
I promise this shit wasn't a piece of cake (huh)
I had to take me a risk on the interstate (phew)
We got what you need like a giveaway (phew)
Trust me, it's on me, can shoot it at anyday (phew)
This not a regular Dodge, I'ma get away (yoom)
Walk in with two choppas, you know I ain't come to play (nah)
I need my money right now, nigga, ándale (right now)
Or it's gon' be a DOA (yeah)
I know some scammers, hit shit on the BOA
Switch on the back of my Glock, he won't get away (fft)
When I'm in the cut, we can shoot the fire either way (fft)
Niggas ain't gangstas, they really just in the way
Yeah, watch your move, we gon' send you to Heaven's gates
Havin' my way with the bread like I'm Bill Gates
Fuck the rap game 'cause they know what I'm underrated
I'm back, bitch
Fuck the rap game, though
Never see me 'round none of these lame-
They tryna be friends with none of these lame ass-
I want my own wave
I been gone for a minute
Been gave you niggas enough time, I'm back though
Pussy, Double R, Big Grim Reaper Gang
You know what the fuck goin' on
And we smoke dead men all day, every day
Big Grim Reaper Gang
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Woods, Krishon O'brien Gaines
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