Ken Wallace - Respect (feat. Grizzlie)
Put some respect on my name niggaI'm cruising 30 switching lanes nigga
Fuck my new bitch did not lay with her
She follow me I said I'm done with you
She getting no racks nor a penny
I put em in check like I'm Kelly
Early in the morning I'm swaying like Calloway
Niggas play cool but they get away
They living by credits that came from me
Got a lot to say but I can't explain
Ignoring the fact that I was alone
Now you claim shit I just let it be
Locked in my closet it feels like a prison
Chrislamic new religion
Number of your demons a legion eh
I'm the hero call me silon
One time
Fuck whoever you came with yea
Won't you pick it up, pick you like A-Reece yea
Fuck whoever you came with yea
Won't you pick it up, pick you like A-Reece
Put some respect on my name, watch your mouth
Tryna make mama proud
Turn her frown upside down
You hating causing I got the crown
I'm like OT with the pound
Big boy in my town, gotta get it like now
You know no pain no gain, Grizzlie want the money fuck the fame
We freaky like circà du so lè
I don't speak fake, what the fuck is you saying
Came from the dirt, didn't complain, we paved the way
Changed the game with the gang, different lane
We ain't the same and who is to blame
I'm like, Bonjour, comà tà lè vu who the fuck are you
Can't fuck with the crew
Married to the game sacrificing for the truth
I feel like satan when I'm in the booth
But I talk to God, protecting the youth
Cause life is sweet like a brand new shoe
Been repin' my city like Kasengo do
I eat your bitch like Brimas food
Body like a benz she a brand new coupe
Fuck your gang and your label too
The vision was clear ain't no deja vu
Got my respect way back in school
My teachers was capping thought I was a fool
But a nigger kept rapping got something to prove
Big boy chains doctor marten boots
You know the snakes in the grass that's facts
Niggas die young these days no cap, remember all we did was trap
Tryna make a mili that's off rap
Niggas these days they snitching there's rats
Bang bang bang rattat tata, bang bang bang rattat, tata eh
One time
Fuck whoever you came with yea
Won't you pick it up, pick you like A-Reece yea
Fuck whoever you came with yea
Won't you pick it up, pick you like A-Reece
Written by:
Ken Kampango
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