M.I Abaga - NotJustOk/Savage lyrics

Imma say this one time and one time only
After that we’ll let it be what it is
You ain’t a hip hop writer
A hip hop dj, hip hop producer
I don’t respect your opinion about my craft
You make a rap list, please, do me a favour
Leave me off of it

Mr NotJustOk oh it must not be okay oh
Eni what are you smoking oh
Cause you must be joking oh

NotJustOk oh, wassup wassup
I saw the list you n!ggas made
Like what the fuck
It took a n!gga couple years to muster up
The composure to address this cluster fck
A n!gga gotta flip modes like busta buss
I'm on my 2010 shit enough is enough
You standing on the volcano to muster up
Y'all n!ggas gon listen boy don’t interrupt
Short memories you n!ggas need extra gigs
Silly n!ggas gon learn to respect the king
Do I have to die before they
Say I’m the best that lived
Switch to god mode and bring y'all pestilence
If you didn’t help make it
N!gga don’t rate it
Cheap controversy tryna boost your ratings
This how bitches act shout
Out to Selena Latin
Aisha’s in the villa no more patience
Ovie you know you my n!gga
Damola you know you my n!gga

Mr NotJustOk oh it must not be okay oh
Eni what are you smoking oh
Cause you must be joking oh

At the hip hop vertican sitting
Right next to Hov
Only rappers they allow are the
Best in the globe
King shit can you see I’m specially clothed
Just watch the crown n!gga respect the robes
Will there be any body greater
Is yet to be known
Scientists are saying mehn he’s
Yet to be cloned in the mean time I’m on
Ma own aggressively road
Calculating but I’m calm arresting me prone
Not every rapper born will get to be grown
Not every royal family member will
Get to the throne
There’s nobody on my level just
Let it be known
You wanna talk comparisons just
Let it be Mode or better be Eldee
Ma n!gga you tell me
To take a picture with my class
I’m taking a selfie
Put on for the game together so healthy
Now y'all can get a cheque
That’s word to Chelsea
To the headies wassup wassup
You my fam tho I wish you the best of luck
You’ve been a blessing to the
Game to lots of us
But that lyricist award mehn we got to talk
Not tryna say I deserve to play
Cause, I fck with everyone
Who emerged in that
The criteria of the win it
Doesn’t favour the men
Spitting new raw shit that’s word and facts
Speaking from the heart ma pace maker
Ain’t scared of ruffling feathers if
It may save the
Game one more time let’s just do it
End of the day mehn it’s just music
(Greg Hardy interview from YouTube)

But baby, don’t get it twisted
You was just another n!gga on the hit list
Tryna fix your inner issues with a bad bitch
Didn’t they tell you that I was a savage
I was a savage I was a savage
What the fck you complaining for
What the fck you complaining for
Didn’t they tell you that I was a savage
I was a savage I was a savage
The fck you complaining for
Used to trip off that shit
I was kickin’ to ya you needed me
Oooh, you needed me oooh, you

We open for business you want it come get it
Just no more talking no more credit
Stand by that shit if you said it
Don’t edit that shit or forget
It you meant it don’t add it my shit be like
Spanish to yall I’m Hispanic
Cause fck boys cannot understand it
I'm a pain in the head I'm a headache
When we ready to go when you
Ready just let us know
Your respect is a must if you threatening us
Just be ready to burst (we ready)
The squad is immaculate trust
We gon go back to hiding the Jekyll in us
Don’t be deceived with the crackling noise
Yall just some regular boys
Coming at me it may seem
Like the popular choice
My advice is to stop and avoid
Speak up if you step to the boys
It’s easy to tweet in a threatening voice
I ain’t with that tweet and deleting shit
N!gga bars are my weapon of choice
Choc boy nation over here getting our coins
Where your balls at n!gga? Is there
Nothing left of your loins you needed me