J.R. Writer - Pedigree lyrics
[J.R. Writer - Pedigree lyrics]
Ah, man turn me up, man
It's the dun dunder
Run with us or run from us cocksucker, ha
Zeus harlem
Can I talk? Lemme talk, look
You tryna find your lane in music
I don't blame you chumps but trust me
You won't make it to it if you play me once
You're payin' lumps, wake up drunk
You ain't awoke
I'm suited for this, Jay-Z brunch
Let's make a toast
Bro, how you claim you dope
With that basic flow?
You hope to be this good and I'm
The one who gave you hope
They say nobody rockin' Gucci
Over racist clothes
So I'm wilin' out in Louis
But I ain't DaBaby though, woah
An artifact, you can hardly rap
If these what you call rappers
Don't even call me that the shawty wack
And by the way I'm with all of that
You hear 'em from a block away like
"Wherе the party at?"
Where it's at for rеal?
Miss me with them little deals
I had a half a mil'
When you were drinkin' Enfamil
And I'm winnin' still
And I really feel you rappers keep upsettin'
Me I'll add you to my legacy, right
Huh, you know my pedigree
You know I been on the level
That you could never reach
You known to get the whole team benched
It's past allegedly so no offense, I'm on
Defense, Patrick Beverly, huh
You know my pedigree
A different kind of animal
Even your pet agree
Your baby mother textin' me, sweatin' me
She won't let me be
I ain't into phone sex, baby
Fuck you tellin' me? Huh?
You know my pedigree
You know my pedigree, man
We ain't gon' act like I
Ain't been runnin' circles around
You little niggas since I was
Eighteen and all that
Like I ain't got five projects
On the Billboard charts
And out of the five projects
Four of them are mixtapes
Like I ain't been burning down Hot 9
Before they had a YouTube channel
Stop playin' with me
Who you really claim you touchin'?
Great discussion
Who could I get them answers
From? Nobody sayin' nothin'
Ain't no way I'm buggin'
Man, you wouldn't sound better with
All the latest plugins
But, you say you buzzin'
I don't waste my paper clubbin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
I been hittin' licks since a
Youngin but I ain't McLovin
Plus the ladies love him
And not to downplay anybody but
I'm way above 'em way, way above 'em
The one and only you rappin'? Well, show me
I do this on my own, no cap, for delf, doley
That's why I can't be phoney
You wack as hell, homie
We click your song, drag it
To the trash and yell, "Kobe"
I ain't playin' fair, don't even mention me
I'm ready to take it there
And it's free delivery
Lyrically the epitome
You could never get with me
One hit'll leave you dead in
The middle of Little Italy, you shittin' me?
It's the GOAT from Manhattan
And I got all kind of clout
You could only imagine
I'm what y'all are not about
I don't know who be gassin'
But niggas got you wilin' out
Are you jokin' or rappin'?
I don't know if you notice
But I be totally snappin'
So I hope that you notice
Before you notice what happen
What happened? Y'all went from
Rappin' to mumblin', lot of fumblin'
I'm wonderin' who you thought
You was fuckin' with, huh?
Zeus you know my pedigree
It's the dun dunder
Run with us or run from us cocksucker, ha
Zeus harlem
Can I talk? Lemme talk, look
You tryna find your lane in music
I don't blame you chumps but trust me
You won't make it to it if you play me once
You're payin' lumps, wake up drunk
You ain't awoke
I'm suited for this, Jay-Z brunch
Let's make a toast
Bro, how you claim you dope
With that basic flow?
You hope to be this good and I'm
The one who gave you hope
They say nobody rockin' Gucci
Over racist clothes
So I'm wilin' out in Louis
But I ain't DaBaby though, woah
An artifact, you can hardly rap
If these what you call rappers
Don't even call me that the shawty wack
And by the way I'm with all of that
You hear 'em from a block away like
"Wherе the party at?"
Where it's at for rеal?
Miss me with them little deals
I had a half a mil'
When you were drinkin' Enfamil
And I'm winnin' still
And I really feel you rappers keep upsettin'
Me I'll add you to my legacy, right
Huh, you know my pedigree
You know I been on the level
That you could never reach
You known to get the whole team benched
It's past allegedly so no offense, I'm on
Defense, Patrick Beverly, huh
You know my pedigree
A different kind of animal
Even your pet agree
Your baby mother textin' me, sweatin' me
She won't let me be
I ain't into phone sex, baby
Fuck you tellin' me? Huh?
You know my pedigree
You know my pedigree, man
We ain't gon' act like I
Ain't been runnin' circles around
You little niggas since I was
Eighteen and all that
Like I ain't got five projects
On the Billboard charts
And out of the five projects
Four of them are mixtapes
Like I ain't been burning down Hot 9
Before they had a YouTube channel
Stop playin' with me
Who you really claim you touchin'?
Great discussion
Who could I get them answers
From? Nobody sayin' nothin'
Ain't no way I'm buggin'
Man, you wouldn't sound better with
All the latest plugins
But, you say you buzzin'
I don't waste my paper clubbin'
Every day I'm hustlin'
I been hittin' licks since a
Youngin but I ain't McLovin
Plus the ladies love him
And not to downplay anybody but
I'm way above 'em way, way above 'em
The one and only you rappin'? Well, show me
I do this on my own, no cap, for delf, doley
That's why I can't be phoney
You wack as hell, homie
We click your song, drag it
To the trash and yell, "Kobe"
I ain't playin' fair, don't even mention me
I'm ready to take it there
And it's free delivery
Lyrically the epitome
You could never get with me
One hit'll leave you dead in
The middle of Little Italy, you shittin' me?
It's the GOAT from Manhattan
And I got all kind of clout
You could only imagine
I'm what y'all are not about
I don't know who be gassin'
But niggas got you wilin' out
Are you jokin' or rappin'?
I don't know if you notice
But I be totally snappin'
So I hope that you notice
Before you notice what happen
What happened? Y'all went from
Rappin' to mumblin', lot of fumblin'
I'm wonderin' who you thought
You was fuckin' with, huh?
Zeus you know my pedigree