Nolan The Ninja - Morals

IT'S IN MY MORALS TO NEVER SETTLE FOR NORMAL
IT'S NOT A QUESTION IF I DROPPED THE BALL
I NEVER MOVE UNLESS IT'S MONEY INVOLVED, SO I'M STAGNANT TIL THE CASH IS HITTING
JUST HIT MY LINE & I'LL GET BACK WITCHU
NO MIDDLE MAN, I'M DIRECTLY OFF OF THAT HAND TO HAND
I KNOW THE LULU, MY PLUG OFFICIAL NOW WHO YOU, NIGGA
WHERE THEM STRIPES AT, SHIT
I'M KNOWN TO PRESSURE THE WEAKENED, ROTATING BITCHES EVERY WEEKEND
SPORTEE SEASON
GRIP THE ASTI ON MY BIGGIE WHEN HE DROPPED THE FIRST
IF SOKO SAY SIC EM THEN I'MMA HIT HIM WHERE IT HURT
SUPERIOR WORK, I'M THE OPPOSITE OF WORST
PUSSY NIGGAS OUGHTA PULL DOWN THE SKIRTS OR JUST DISPERSE
I AIN'T GOT NO TIME FOR THUG ASS NIGGAS CARRYING PURSES
NEXT THING YOU KNOW, THEY'LL BE DOING A FUCKING CURTSY, YO
SHOW NO MERCY WITH THE PEN THAT I HOLD, WHEN POTENT IS SCROLLED
AIN'T NO TELLING HOW FAR IT COULD GO, IT'S LIKE
I GOT A QUESTION, WHAT YOUR MORALS LOOK LIKE
MINE ARE DECENT, I WAS RAISED RIGHT, RIGHT

YEAH, NIGGAS KNOW LIKE A FIGERO
BOOGIE IN THE ZONE, IT'S GOAL, SO TIE YOUR OWN ROPE & HANG
WITH YOUR MAIN THANG STEADY CHECKING MY SLANG
CHAIN GANG BETTER BANG WHEN CALLED ON BY THE GODDESS
AIM STRAIGHT OR VACATE
I DON'T GRAZE, I DON'T CHASE
I MAINTAIN & LET IT SWING MY WAY, SHORTY
TOO CLOSE TO 40 FOR THE FUCK ASS GAMES, I CALL A SPADE A SPADE
THROW A FADE IN A FAIR ONE
BEEN THERE, DONE WITH ALL THE PLAY PLAY
LET'S NOT TALK WITHOUT THE WALK IF YOU KNOW WHAT I SAY
TOO TALL TO EVER FALL, BACK AGAINST THE WALL, SWINGING
IF I'M INVOLVED, KNOW THE COINS JINGLING, I MEAN IT
AND IF I DON'T FUCK WITH Y'ALL, I'M NOT AT ALL MINGLING
TOO MANY NIGGAS SOFT SHOE SINGING
THAT AIN'T SHIT I'M TRYNA BE IN
I COME THROUGH WITH MY AURA GLEAMING, THE DREAMER
IT'S ALL ME, TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT, OR SUCK IT EASY, BELIEVE THAT (BELIEVE THAT)
I GOT A QUESTION, WHAT YOUR MORALS LOOK LIKE
MINE ARE DECENT, I WAS RAISED RIGHT, RIGHT, RIGHT

AY YO, MY POPS GOT CANCER RIGHT NOW
I JUST HOPE HE'S ALIVE BY THE TIME THIS COMES OUT (NO DOUBT)
IF NOT, HE'S GOING DOWN FIGHTING
AND I'M JUST LIKE HIM WHEN I'M WRITING
THE CHANCES OF BLOWING UP, SLOW AS FUCK
HE GET A MEAL & THROW IT UP, THAT'S BOTH OF US
FOOD, HE CAN'T STOMACH IT
YOU'RE UNORIGINAL, MY BARS IS KILLING YOU
YOU ACT A LITTLE YOUNG IN FRONT OF IT
MC LITTLE DUMB REDUNDANT SHIT
I DON'T NEED NONE OF YA, I JUST NEED A BLUNT
CUZ MY HEAD IS, MY HEAD IS TRIPPING
EVEN IF I FREESTYLE, BET IT LEAD TO THE PENNING
UNTIL THE BREAD IS INFINITE, YO
TIME IS TICKING, YOU'LL BE DAZED WHEN YOU LOOK
THEN I WAAAAAS & I'M IN IT
AND Y'ALL SECOND GUESSING, I SEE LESS LESSONS
WE NEED MORE MORALS, A FEW TEST QUESTIONS & UM
LESS SESSIONS, I'M PAST YOUR BEST ESTIMATE, MAKE STRESS INHESISTANT, YO
YO, WHAT YOUR MORALS LOOK LIKE, YOU'RE MORE THE SHOOK TYPE
SPIT THE CHORUS ON THE MIC, SHIT, I'M GORGEOUS FOR LIFE
YOU HEARD THE EP, MAKE Y'ALL AFRAID OF HEIGHTS
GET THE WHACK LEFT DOWN CUZ A NIGGA RAISED RIGHT

Written by:
ROY AUGUSTUS THOMPSON, Composer/Author Unknown, Roy Thompson

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