IamSu!, HBK CJ - Ralph Lauren Rugby Shit lyrics
[IamSu!, HBK CJ - Ralph Lauren Rugby Shit lyrics]
When niggas thankful you losing
My people came from the South
They used to get changed with them newsters
Hanging from branches it's so ironic
We don't know our roots
Focussed on the future I forget about youth
I play the back when I go out
Because the spotlight makes you crazy
Sometimes I sit and think about Pac's Life
It's amazing it was taken at twenty-five
With greatness in his eyes
That's three years away I'm so
Thankful that I'm alive
This system is a bitch so
I can't do nine-to-fives
But luckily I get paid of
The music that I supply
This that Ralph Lauren rugby shit
Why you rappers getting signed
Off of lucky shit?
Get a guest spot, and hit the jackpot
I'ma tonka truck to you matchbox
Play the cards I was dealt
Never folded my hand
Stood behind what I felt
That's what molded a man
That's what crafted a king
In a class of my own
Took a shot of success ended
Up blasting my dome
Bitches tripping cause a nigga
Don't has to respond
I just focussed tryna take my
Own chance at the throne
I think a lot of y'all look at me wrong
Compare me to one-hit's and these quiters
Next week and he's gone
Tell your favourite rappers to rethink
What they feature me on
Compare me to one-hit's and quiters
Next week and he's gone
I probably end up on the
"Where Are They Now?"-show
Cause, I stood up for all the
Shit I was down fo'
Surround yo'-self with people who
Don't just say yes
People who don't kiss yo ass
People who just want the best
For you and alone
When I don't hung around the wrong
Wasn't gave opportunities they wonder where
They got the song from
I'm honest, I'm sorry I'm honest
I don't wanna hurt nobody, I'm sorry
I promise in a room full of hoes it's
So hard to be concious
Lil' homie just stick to
Your dreams and accomplish
This is history in the making
This shouldn't be mistaken for
Stupidity we facing
In our generation of music
You miss me on vacation
But now I'm back to abusing
And fixing back and placing
I catch a case of domestic violence
They saying that Hip-Hop is my vision I just
Laughed in they face and
Had to race to get this slaughtermen
Fuck that world 'till it's loose
Cause I gotta win
Sometimes I chase that Mary-Jane
Like I'm Spiderman
Man, what kind of man get dollers
And combine it with a grind?
Without getting time and sticking
With a nine-to-five but they ain't balling
Stood right up here with his ring
And shout out to the real, who would kill
Turn a nightmare to a dream
And I'm right here on the scene
They liking what they seeing
Bitches over there
They most likely with the team
Heartbreaker, cardshaker
Su vibes breaking them speakers
Touchdown nigga, now they wanna leak us
Take a puff of that lavender
Mix it with some sangria
Digested flow fuck around and
Hurt your pancreas
Them niggas judge our book by the cover
They can't read us
I'm doing this from A to Z bro, I stampede ya
Money, fame, success man, it's all the same
Causing pain and stress so don't
You call my name
Unless you gain an information
For Harlem fame i only came for music
Not for cars and chains
It's cars for change in the game cause
Y'all remain to say the same shit
And when I finish I bet I'm on
The same side of that chained fence
With the same click that I came with
That's HBK gang, shit
And my intentions is to get a
Lot of mentions on Twitter
From niggas and bitches and with
Em I be killing
I won't be killing but doing it
Harder than those who not breathing
I'm number one, not two, to Pac even
I got reason, I do it for a purpose
If I don't feel like I'm
The best my time's worthless
Burn this track to hell nigga
You would think I'm atheist
When really I am blessed
It's just that I'm churchless
Working day and night shifts
Open up the curtains stay alike this
Sittin' on top of green, real light shit
High being head, lights bright
If the bread right I'll be there at night
I'm in the like air like mics yikes
And heaven's my destination
Schedule a reservation and tell
The Devil I'm waiting
Leave residue, and never do I hesitate
Nigga, time is money and I'm never late
That shit is not acceptable
You niggas analyse everybody except for you
When really you should analyse everybody
Especially you
And they tell me I got a style remaining
It's not the top but I'm not complaining