Your Stepdad, Ser Kokayi, 408darwin, Wiseboy Jeremy - Extortion. lyrics

Nah

My cat scratching the fucking floors
I'm scratching the fucking doors
I'm doing shows
But ain't been on the road
For a month or more and in the future
I'll be losing friends over fucking tours
Prolly lovers too 'cause when it
Rains, it'll fucking pour, nigga
Some more niggas i put on a course, nigga
And still wanna see them eat
Like a hundred of courses, nigga
Hundred endorsements
Porsches under the Forces
Shit, if I cut these niggas
Off, that's a hundred abortions, nigga
Forcing niggas' hands
Scorching niggas' plans
He ain't show me respect? I
Extort that niggas' fans
He went from Bora Bora to
Florida with the sands
Can I be the greatest out? Man
Of course a nigga can, fuck
(Ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy)

Darwin from that East Side (yeah)
They don't fuck with B signs (yeah)
All we had was ramen and the
Beans we ate was refried (yeah, yeah)
My homie serving seven
Grab that four and hit him three times
(yeah) i introduced your homie to this piece
And told him meet mine (Ayy, ayy)
Uh, I might need a
Little time for concentration
Only hang with stars so my whole
Gang can form a constellation growing up
I never got no prize for no consolation
So I gotta murder every nigga
In a higher placement (Like, like)
Like, I'ma just pour me a little bit
Young nigga he got a ego, belittle it, uh
Shorty, I know that you feeling this
So let's go get to the bottom of business
Uh ending shit, uh, killing it, uh
Darwin he really been in this bitch
I am not normal, I am not regular
You better watch who the fuck
You is dealing with, uh
She ate my kids
That's a million abortions through top
And young niggas my son so I put
Plan B in this new Glock
Clean up the scene, new mops
Hit him with beams, you drop
I could really keep going
But I'ma pass it to DooWop

Pops was never there just like
The consciousness of Cosby victims (yeah)
Turned me to that monster
Moms complained about when trauma, thinking
I could never press these hoes
I'm knowing that they moms is wit' it
She said she don't give top
That shit insane, she double jobless wit' it
(Ayy) backstab bitches coming
Half-ass niggas coming plastic hoe arrival
I know half-ass when it's thumping
Breaking bread with loafers
I got sick, I ain't respect my grind
I'm a Scorpio, I need to freak
So you can't get my time bitch, yeah
Greetings from the other side
Sorry, I'm in yo' mother brodie
Nigga tried to test me about my uh, fuck, ayy
Nigga tried to press me 'bout my fit
We pushing buttons on him
Married to my doja and my money
Fuck a matrimony
Call a bitch "Eureka" like a vacuum
With the suction on me fuck (Look, check)

I had to cut some niggas
Off because they lack morals
I came to take more than what they
Served me in my past portions
The patience vacant
When you passing by your last choices
We still children at heart
I've been ducking the voices
And fucking avoiding
Old friends trying to come for the boy
I push my limit's
No ends when the love is destroyed
I took prescription
But no med can help settle the storm
Now flare a joint, I'ma share my story
Nah, I ain't gon' hit it
But shit, I feel you get the point
Nights, I'm reminiscing
'bout when the man was just a boy
The chances I'm given
I spread my hand and got appointed
Sacred roots of the family tree
But I'm branching out exploring
Listen, nigga
Had to learn to embrace the distance
They saying that I changed
Just because they ain't changing with me
I'm speaking up and speaking out
I hope I break the difference
Seen some shit I couldn't fathom
Turn my cheek, it ain't my business, nigga
Yeah (Gunshot)