$lick Tha Rula - Fuck It Up

Lets Go
Yeah Slick Talk
Uh Uh
Money callin', I'ma pick that bitch up every time
My phone on DND, so anything else, that shit will get straight declined
I don't condone no bullshit, I be on game, so ain't no point in tryin
Niggas will be so quick to sell you a dream, keep it, I ain't buyin'
Baker, sleep with that bread on my mind
Wake up, and I get straight to the grind
Leechin', bet you won't eat off mine
You niggas ain't gettin' a piece of the pie
I ain't goin' out sad behind nobody daughter, it ain't worth the time
I will look you right in your eye, like I'm tellin' the truth, and be dead lyin'
And I don't never leave the house without my stick, that's like my bitch
Still on my side, through thick and thin , say the wrong thing, you might get hit
Sunk in my ways, I'm tryna prevent it
Was stuck in the mud, picket fence
Tryna have them see the vision
Niggas just act like they senseless
You ain't seen me at first
I'm growin' like roots how I came out the cut with it
And lately I been chillin', its time I drop my nuts on these fuck niggas
Who said I ain't hard, they probably just hatin' on me every time I'ma come with it
Still keep on goin', I was made for this shit, I don't plan on quittin'
Started so far in the back, I'm makin' my way to the front
It seem like the mission impossible, but I end up gettin' shit done
I'm not the three or the two, uh, bitch I'm the one
This weight over my head, I benched it, this shit feel like a ton
Fuck it been through a few obstacles,
You know Ima make it up outta there
Say Slick, when you dropping it,
This shit on the floor, I'm moppin' it
Shame on you niggas just doubting me
Cause I don't feel like stoppin', so ain't shit stoppin' me
Want them mega millions like I hit the lottery
It ain't too many people that's genuinely proud of me
I'm lookin' forward, so I ain't behind
Skipping ahead, I ain't waiting in line
If somebody touch me, then somebody dying
I feel I done said it like too many times
This shit chess, not checkers
Get knocked off the board for playin' with me, it ain't sweet
You do somethin' foul to me, just stand on it
Don't think this shit peaches and cream
I feel like I gotta' run it up
Remember them days I was broke as fuck
So what I'm supposed to do, fuck it up,
Niggas get moved all that space they be takin' up
Shit wasn't workin' for me, made adjustments
Lose it and get it right back, I'm a hustler
Say you a boss, you just a bustard
You do what you can, I do what I wanna
I don't want none of these hoes
I do what I do then I send them right back to the streets
Let's get this straight
Give a fuck if you don't like me, bitch, you gon' respect me
I'm in that mode again, for real
I'm tryna go get me a plaque piece
Treat this shit like I'm at a dinner or something
Once I'm done, I'm like, check please
Fuck em' up, yeah

Written by:
Kaseem Allah

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