Tae Retro - Death Note lyrics
[Tae Retro - Death Note lyrics]
Got a death note for all my opps
They gon' take an L niggas down bad
Stuck in sales tryna make they bail
Run the check up, then take a break
Think I'm Dave Chappelle
Tryna reach my final form now
I think I'm Perfect Cell
For the glory, I'ma die a legend
Think I'm Will Smith
Shorty only know me off the rap
But I still hit
Run the song back after I make it
They gon' feel this
Threw the mask on before I
Rap 'cause I'm real sick
Niggas only helpin' when it's been official
(Huh, what?)
Boy, I'm talkin' filthy over instrumentals
(Tae Retro)
Goin' against mе? Man, that's detrimental
(Nah) coachin' all thesе rappers
Where's they fundamentals? (Okay)
In the lab, cookin' five star
Think I'm Thomas Keller
If I wrote a book about my life
It'll be a bestseller
You cap niggas need a campfire
Y'all some storytellers
Knew I was gon' blow
But I ain't see it comin'
Like I'm Helen Keller
If I wasn't Tae Retro, would she care? Man
I doubt it you ain't about your bag?
Man, that's lame, boy, you childish
She wanna stay the night at my crib, man
She wildin'
, they still claimin' that I'm stylish
(Ayy, Tae Retro
Can you snap again real quick?) tae Retro
I'm known to leave beats up in critical
I ain't sacrificin' none my bros
What's a ritual?
The way I change the game at any moment, man
It's pivotal
Turn your back once, don't spin the block
It's unforgivable and yes
I'm speakin' literal when I claim
That I'm the general
Harder than some minerals, ain't stoppin'
What's an interval?
He wanna borrow my flow
But it ain't rentable
I said it once before
But I ain't gon' say it again
(Man, say it again)
You the type to lose, but then go say you win
(You said you won?)
I try to watch my ways like I hate to sin
(Huh, what?) niggas love to lie 'bout
What they rakin' in (Why?)
I be goin' crazy for a minute
I need to settle down
You the type to act extra
Fake when some ho's around
Heard she from the city, so when she come
I'ma go to town
I'm an inspiration to a few
So I can't let 'em down
Could've grabbed the bag, but
You ain't reach, call you Cam Newton
You would think niggas got
All they badges, man, they steady shootin'
Shorty tryna bust my windows out
She ain't known for lootin'
Keep my circles small
Retro really never known for groupin'
Movin' militant, I need a ration
Why these niggas actin'?
Droppin' every year like John Madden, boy
I'm never lackin' causing traction
Finna leave the states like I
Ain't pay my taxes i'm so cold
I prolly need a jacket after
I drop my classic if it's about some money
Then I gotta have it
You know just how I move
So I cannot be average