Von Graves - Uncommon

The games fucked up
Trying to keep my shit together in the belly of the beast
Gassed up off the cheddar (better)
Roll the weed up and feel the breeze amongst the better things (yea)
Dealing with some women who're just settling for another nigga who's just settling
Should've made it clear before the wedding rings, now you're stuck together for forever
Things won't ever change (yea)
Children need a leader lead a generation of them
Get it popping off the Kingdom
Nowadays its very hard to trust her
She's my ex and though I love her at this point I just be fucking
Gotta keep it pushing
I've been on a mission since she split when I was younger before niggas started looking
They ain't notice she was cold until she got a little older
Looking like a prophet, new to you to me she's older
Cake to get ahold of, cooking like it's soda
I be up late on the stove but its just Ramen Noodles, homie
Got a hitter on a leash, barely ever see him we ain't even ride together
They be there before I be there
Lurking in the corners, sipping on Coronas
Got they eye out on a nigga, you can try me if you want to
I might fly out for the winter, be back for the summer with a bag full of gold
And a pocket full of money in some jeans full of hoes (what that mean?)
For a reason, you just do it for the paper, dog, I do it for the people I don't need it

If you ever iffy on the greatest out the city really ain't no more discussion
'Cause they're not like me
If that boy ain't trapping then he's acting, either way, he ain't really 'bout this rapping shit
'Cause they're not like me
Oh you got another man you cuffing? Take your time you was hurt and now you're rushing it
'Cause they're not like me
If you think you love him 'cause you fuckin see you later when you realize it ain't nothing
'Cause they're not like me
'Cause they're not like me

Damn, I pray to God I sell a CD
City hating on me but in time they'll try to be me
Better yet, I bet these motherfuckers try and reach me barely beg me for a feature
Like a nigga got it easy
Black sheep, had to take the backstreets
All the thirsty labels wasn't fucking with me last week
Want to charge with interest I was thinking different watching Farrakahn
You would be amazed at all the shit that I've been praying on (woo!)
I might catch a case, food for the soul you forgot to say your grace
Valley out in Cali trying not to fornicate
I'm a heathen made in Eden in this land full of snakes
Hallelujah, Bobby Boucher, 'cause that thing so wet
Even critics wonder how I ain't on yet, ain't no point in getting bitter let's get bigger then
Get a pretty woman, better silicon to fit her in
Feminism warrant, don't be salty I'm just kidding kids (ay)
Honestly, I meant that shit a little bit
Just a lil, pop pill, pop a real script
Probably pop a bottle for a model and a bill, bitch
That ain't hard to swallow, you ain't even taste your own shit
How he get so cocky when he homeless
Losing ain't a option
Notice you was fed up with him often so I did your ass a favor
Put that rapper in a coffin like bow!

If you ever iffy on the greatest out the city really ain't no more discussion
'Cause they're not like me
If that boy ain't trapping then he's acting, either way, he ain't really 'bout this rapping shit
'Cause they're not like me
Oh you got another man you cuffing? Take your time you was hurt and now you're rushing it
'Cause they're not like me
If you think you love him 'cause you fuckin see you later when you realize it ain't nothing
'Cause they're not like me
'Cause they're not like me

Written by:
Christian Graves

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