Sleaze. - People Skills (feat. Dave Hill)

Long live the show
I'ma scream it to my kids
Put it on my mama
Niggas know we do it big
Really need a camera man
Just to show you how we live
But we don't like those
Sprinting to the paper
We don't wife hoes
See it and I grab it
I don't try clothes
Play it cool disrespect a never fly doe
Play it cool disrespect a never fly doe
They play tough
But niggas aint ready to die doe

I'm on a mission
I got some work that I ain't finished
Still got dishes in the kitchen
Residue left on the pistol
Way my words hit yo soul
It's like bullets splitting tissue
I don't need nobody around me
If the shit ain't beneficial
Unless you been official
Then you know I'm rockin wit you
Just to keep it real
Take a lot for me rap
Cause this shit deep forreal
I'm really in the streets forreal
Really keep the heat forreal
Really got my head down
Tryna chase a mill
I gotta tell em how it feel
To not be hungry But
Still feel like you been missin meals
I'm coming out the mudd
Tell em keep a deal
They think they got it by me
But I peep it still
I don't talk much but
Chalk it to my people skills
Nigga I can peep the real
I'm finna take the mask off
Still working but
Ain't neva had a damn boss
Still stacking paper from my last loss

Long live the show
I'ma scream it to my kids
Put it on my mama
Niggas know we do it big
Really need a camera man
Just to show you how we live
But we don't like those
Sprinting to the paper
We don't wife hoes
See it and I grab it
I don't try clothes
Play it cool disrespect a never fly doe
Play it cool disrespect a never fly doe
They play tough
But niggas aint ready to die doe

Straight from out west
I'm real desperado
Blue topped the azul cup
Full of reposado
Niggas thinking I'm a lick but
I ain't tripping they can try though
My niggas rubbing on the trunk
Like showtime at the apollo
Pandemic assistance
Niggas living like the lotto
Clutching on the bottle drinking Cabo out in Cabo
Eating good king size the meal
And make it combo
Tell the hoe to wrap this
Cookie in the fronto
Listen bitch I need it pronto
Then jump on it like tonto
Woah Woah kemosabe
Chandelier inside my room
Look like it go inside the lobby
Hear them knocking at my door
I'll send the lord another body
Do what Martin never did and
Make a worker outta tommy
I got, I got, I got work to do
Big boss I ain't moving
Like a worker do
Niggas want pats on the back
I can't burp a dude
Get on your grind
And you'll find out what that
Work can do... nigga

Written by:
Shaun Covington

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