Came back with vengeance in mind
It's my time
I was watching from the side while all these niggas laid they lines
Seen they homie get killed, shot in the head four times
And now all that's really left is just them and they moms
Look
Idol time ain't my greatest friend
I came from Jamaica tryna add up the dividends
But in that shifty process, seems i lost me a couple mends
But it's alright, the money gon bring em back again
Yeah
Man it's sad i gotta say that, but checks i gotta lay that
Cuz Uncle Sam don't play that, said if i wanna make tracks
Better make sure that i state facts
Or my career would probably go up in flames, we call that chiraq
Yeah
Quite f*cked up, is just an understatement
Man f*ck my brain, he smashed my soul upon the f*cking pavement
I looked around as i hopped off of the f*cking slave ship
And realized I'm the greatest, all consideration
I'm the greatest artist you see
Major label, independent as an artist can be
I paid my dues, so my nigga ain't no heckling me
So keep ya mouth closed when ever you be talking to me
Man these niggas ain't even nice like that
I be seeing niggas out here flaunting they chains
Flaunting they watches, all types of shit
But y'all niggas ain't nice
Niggas out here think they can check me
You think these niggas checking me Cory?
"Nah bro they ain't f*cking with you"
I know bro
Put ya hands down nigga, you ain't earn my respect
Chopper bangs in ya songs don't mean you "claiming yo set"
I heard a lot a niggas talk like they was down for this shit, and then quit
You pussy nigga, i should have brought me a clip
And now i came to this country tryna find me a life
I told my mama and my brother that I'd find me a wife
It's been ten whole years, i think i found me a girl
But then some problems just arised, man f*ck the world!
But it's okay though, cuz i don't case hoes
I chase money man the fame is for the weirdos
I got no time, i was busy writing rhymes
Police clock me on the side, talking bout my f*cking nine
All my niggas keep it real
And i don't even got a deal
And if you got a real problem, let me know, cuz this for real
Been away, been away, for a really long time
And i don't know what's going on, I'm tryna rap up all my rhymes
A lot a niggas talking
A lot a niggas tryna smoove over
The stools stuck and the clues sober, i still sold ya
Y'all niggas pussy man i told y'all you couldn't with me
I don't got no time, man I'm Fresh like Jeffery Butler B! Uh
I want smoke and i want the war
I got no time for all these niggas, they was talking more
I used to pop my shit but now i only pocket rocks
Niggas out here getting hard as eggs, man y'all need to stop
Malique Mclean - Today (feat. CoryTrappin?) Lyrics
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Came back with vengeance in mind
It's my time
I was watching from the side while all these niggas laid they lines
Seen they homie get killed, shot in the head four times
And now all that's really left is just them and they moms
Look
Idol time ain't my greatest friend
I came from Jamaica tryna add up the dividends
But in that shifty process, seems i lost me a couple mends
But it's alright, the money gon bring em back again
Yeah
Man it's sad i gotta say that, but checks i gotta lay that
Cuz Uncle Sam don't play that, said if i wanna make tracks
Better make sure that i state facts
Or my career would probably go up in flames, we call that chiraq
Yeah
Quite f*cked up, is just an understatement
Man f*ck my brain, he smashed my soul upon the f*cking pavement
I looked around as i hopped off of the f*cking slave ship
And realized I'm the greatest, all consideration
I'm the greatest artist you see
Major label, independent as an artist can be
I paid my dues, so my nigga ain't no heckling me
So keep ya mouth closed when ever you be talking to me
Man these niggas ain't even nice like that
I be seeing niggas out here flaunting they chains
Flaunting they watches, all types of shit
But y'all niggas ain't nice
Niggas out here think they can check me
You think these niggas checking me Cory?
"Nah bro they ain't f*cking with you"
I know bro
Put ya hands down nigga, you ain't earn my respect
Chopper bangs in ya songs don't mean you "claiming yo set"
I heard a lot a niggas talk like they was down for this shit, and then quit
You pussy nigga, i should have brought me a clip
And now i came to this country tryna find me a life
I told my mama and my brother that I'd find me a wife
It's been ten whole years, i think i found me a girl
But then some problems just arised, man f*ck the world!
But it's okay though, cuz i don't case hoes
I chase money man the fame is for the weirdos
I got no time, i was busy writing rhymes
Police clock me on the side, talking bout my f*cking nine
All my niggas keep it real
And i don't even got a deal
And if you got a real problem, let me know, cuz this for real
Been away, been away, for a really long time
And i don't know what's going on, I'm tryna rap up all my rhymes
A lot a niggas talking
A lot a niggas tryna smoove over
The stools stuck and the clues sober, i still sold ya
Y'all niggas pussy man i told y'all you couldn't with me
I don't got no time, man I'm Fresh like Jeffery Butler B! Uh
I want smoke and i want the war
I got no time for all these niggas, they was talking more
I used to pop my shit but now i only pocket rocks
Niggas out here getting hard as eggs, man y'all need to stop
It's my time
I was watching from the side while all these niggas laid they lines
Seen they homie get killed, shot in the head four times
And now all that's really left is just them and they moms
Look
Idol time ain't my greatest friend
I came from Jamaica tryna add up the dividends
But in that shifty process, seems i lost me a couple mends
But it's alright, the money gon bring em back again
Yeah
Man it's sad i gotta say that, but checks i gotta lay that
Cuz Uncle Sam don't play that, said if i wanna make tracks
Better make sure that i state facts
Or my career would probably go up in flames, we call that chiraq
Yeah
Quite f*cked up, is just an understatement
Man f*ck my brain, he smashed my soul upon the f*cking pavement
I looked around as i hopped off of the f*cking slave ship
And realized I'm the greatest, all consideration
I'm the greatest artist you see
Major label, independent as an artist can be
I paid my dues, so my nigga ain't no heckling me
So keep ya mouth closed when ever you be talking to me
Man these niggas ain't even nice like that
I be seeing niggas out here flaunting they chains
Flaunting they watches, all types of shit
But y'all niggas ain't nice
Niggas out here think they can check me
You think these niggas checking me Cory?
"Nah bro they ain't f*cking with you"
I know bro
Put ya hands down nigga, you ain't earn my respect
Chopper bangs in ya songs don't mean you "claiming yo set"
I heard a lot a niggas talk like they was down for this shit, and then quit
You pussy nigga, i should have brought me a clip
And now i came to this country tryna find me a life
I told my mama and my brother that I'd find me a wife
It's been ten whole years, i think i found me a girl
But then some problems just arised, man f*ck the world!
But it's okay though, cuz i don't case hoes
I chase money man the fame is for the weirdos
I got no time, i was busy writing rhymes
Police clock me on the side, talking bout my f*cking nine
All my niggas keep it real
And i don't even got a deal
And if you got a real problem, let me know, cuz this for real
Been away, been away, for a really long time
And i don't know what's going on, I'm tryna rap up all my rhymes
A lot a niggas talking
A lot a niggas tryna smoove over
The stools stuck and the clues sober, i still sold ya
Y'all niggas pussy man i told y'all you couldn't with me
I don't got no time, man I'm Fresh like Jeffery Butler B! Uh
I want smoke and i want the war
I got no time for all these niggas, they was talking more
I used to pop my shit but now i only pocket rocks
Niggas out here getting hard as eggs, man y'all need to stop
Writer: Malique McLean
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