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ade - crab cake lyrics
[verse 1]
i’ll never let no man tell me what i can and cannot accomplish
i got this, i walk like i’m pompous the devil’s been my accomplice
but novice as god given, been long driven i’m focused
this game is like a road trip, its hard to hit like a roach is
these targets can go opposed against myself
n-ggas be actin’ like f-cking these hoes is for they health
thirsty -ss n-ggas only wanna come around for club appearances
n-gga speakin’ to you and i hope you n-ggas hearin’ this
it’s weird as sh-t, to see my cl-ssmates who ain’t give a d-mn
at my shows with they homies like, “yeah, that n-gga fam”
my first thought is to scoff ’em, but what’s the point of that?
i dap ’em up and keep it movin’, that’s the point i’m at
grown man thinkin’, i’m smokin’ on the loudest
got the whole van stinkin’, lettin’ all the plans
that i toast and sink in, world domination call me conrad murray
i’ve been losin’ all my patience for this fake sh-t and politics
got a problem holla at my d-ck yeah animosity isn’t costin’ me sh-t
just fuel for the fire, incentive to get flyer
need the baddest chick from maryland, somebody get me myers on the phone
a king, but that ain’t i up on the throne, this a mindstate
do this sh-t for my state, since i’ve been on mysp-ce
n-ggas been in my sp-ce, beef with some one dope as me?
that should come with high stakes, hold up, beef, dope, high, steaks?
you see how that sh-t correlate? this is why i know i’m great
this is why the n-ggas that’s older know i got dough to make
and try to sum me, shove me, fill me up with a load of hate
aye, can’t beat ’em join ’em they’ll be with me in a second
i know my sh-t great, they’ll be with be in a second
n-ggas crabs in the barrel now i’m makin’ my escape
i’mma take them crabs out the barrel, i’mma turn that sh-t to cake
into jobs for my n-ggas, bigger cars when they pick me up
either givenchy or louis vuitton when they fix me up
this for all the times when my checks used to get me upset
used to buy a pair of checks, you’d have to wish me luck
i’m sick of n-ggas thinkin’ i’mma ??? ’em when they join me tapes
side b-tches thinkin’ i’mma wife ’em cause they made me wait
trynna trap a n-gga with the hustle of a trapper n-gga
not the fella sellin’ off his soul to make it epic with her
her background won’t allow me to back down
even if my sh-t floppin’ won’t cause me to act foul
just give me a pack of loud, some p-ssy to pacquiao
and i’ll be right back in it within a matter of hours
[hook]
this for my n-ggas that been strugglin’
my n-ggas that never had
uh, i think it’s time we bring the trouble in
make cake out of these crabs
[allen iverson]
“when you, talkin’ about, you know, people acknowledge me
for, for things that i do.. i don’t need, i don’t need
people to praise me for that. you know god know what i do
and the person that i do it for, they know. and that’s the
only thing that matters. you know i ain’t trynna be in
no popularity contest. you know i feel like reggie jackson
was a gift from god, and he was put on this earth
and all through his life, for forty years all people did
was criticize him. you know, when you’re somebody popular
you gotta have tough skin, cause you’re never gonna be
perfect to everybody. you’re never gonna be able to
satisfy everybody. all you supposed to concentrate on
is the people that love you and care about you, you know?
i think it brings joy into people to knock people down.”
[outro]
this little light of mine sample
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