Jerah Niks - Just Like Rappers Do

Pour that lean in my soda
I'm a fiend pop a bean
These are real nigga motives uh
I pull up on em late night
Doing everything the rappers do
Cause they could never lie uh
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
We just the missguided Yout
Somebody gotta wake us up...
This that 106 right after school
Picture me on the stages
It's funny how nothing changes
Except the shit that these rappers do
I been so damn out the loop
Had no clue they were actors too
Everybody following
Wear your leash, who you answer to
It's funny cause we idolize niggas who wanna act a fool
They ain't got no common sense
They just copy what master do
Before I started smoking weed
I was a young visionary
Back when rap didn't need to get smacked by the world dictionary
Yuh
The vision gets scarier
The best in the area
I ain't catch me a body
But if you push me I'll bury ya
The waves too exclusive
I fucked a bitch who was Buddhist
I'm not the first one to do this
But I can bet I'm the truest huh
Can't think like these rappers do
My music too factual
I just pour up some tea
And let BENEE take me past the moon
Can't fuck with most niggas
They think my thinking's irrational
But can't think for themselves
I wish that stupid had antidote
But they say
Pour that lean in my soda
I'm a fiend pop a bean
These are real nigga motives uh
I pull up on em late night
Doing everything the rappers do
Cause they could never lie uh
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
We just the missguided Yout
Somebody gotta wake us up...
Oh you thugging oh you jugging
Out here looking like a mime
I was rapping back when
Tyga mixed the coconut with lime
Before the models spent a dollar
Tryna turn into a dime
If I give you 30 seconds
You won't make it through the vine
I lost count of all the niggas
Out here saying that they up next
All with same subjects
Flexing on the gram
They holding money to they ear
But bitch you better call yo budget
How you the realest nigga
When you only doing fuck shit
Always had the drive
Before my pops got me the Camry
Niggas threw the shade
But it ain't get me through the canopy
Dream of money bags
I been listening to money trees
My life ain't been so sweet
But watch me take it where the honey be
Got me weak
Man be changing faces just to lie through teeth
So it seems
I need a vacation out the Florida Key
Boy you green
If you know these rappers why you calling me
That's a reach
Only time they show up when they wanna leach
But they say
Pour that lean in my soda
I'm a fiend pop a bean
These are real nigga motives uh
I pull up on em late night
Doing everything the rappers do
Cause they could never lie uh
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
We just the missguided Yout
Somebody gotta wake us up
Pour that lean in my soda
I'm a fiend pop a bean
These are real nigga motives uh
I pull up on em late night
Doing everything the rappers do
Cause they could never lie uh
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
I smoke, I think, I drink, I sleep, I fuck
We just the missguided Yout
Somebody gotta wake us up...

Written by:
Nicholas Holt

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