URLtv, Calicoe, Eazy The Block Captain - Calicoe vs. Eazy the Block Captain lyrics

Today we gon' work on his left hand
I know you feel like can't nobody teach you
Shit in this game but the best can
Look at him
Lined up BAOW! I'm 'bout to stretch fam
And y'all gon' get to see it from my view
I'm 'bout to put him on the death cam
We all know he gon' come here talking
'bout how he used to stretch grams
And how the steel pop out his hand just
Like the X-Men which is all cool just no Cal
Cow bars, it's a lot at stake
(steak) if the boy lose
He used to be mad at the door, seeing red
Couldn't even get in until he
Joined a boy group
Well, welcome back to Summer Madness
Y'all cheerin' for him
Hoping he pull through
But this ain't my first rodeo
I'm 'bout to whip 'im as
Soon as the bull move
First we gon' take him to the trenches
How it was one eye open, i slept different
The difference is: nigga
I really go and slide on the
Ops with my li'l niggas
That's why I ain't gotta pay my
Shooter a coin, if I call, he set trippin'
It's all In the Name of Love
He step different
Free Kells yeah, I said it, nigga
Don't act like the females but, it's a bar
You just gotta wait for all of the details
I had a long with Smack and told
Him I know that I'm worthy
It's like I catch body after body
And they still doing scurvy
The shit is getting disturbing when
I got my check, it felt just like R kelly
I say "all of these kids I done fucked
Up and they still only giving me 30?"
Against Goodz, he said "What you gon' say
I'm not from Philly?"
Which caught my ear cuz I said
"What Philly nigga gon' ask
Another nigga if he gon' ask
If he not from Philly?"
Which put me in research mode: you know
Basically stopped in Philly
All I could find is a junior high he
Went to which was not in Philly
But the real PA niggas I know rep
A hood, they really ride for something
Slide for nothing
It be the niggas that ain't
From the hood tryna be
From the hood that end up dying for nothing
But to be honest, I fuck with Eazy
I just really feel like he hiding something
The only nigga that rep Philly without
Ever saying the side he from
We know Meek from North Philly
Beans from South Philly
Reed been a "Southwest Representer" his
Whole career, check the footage
I got plenty i even heard Li'l Uzi Vert on
A song screaming "North Philly"
I was out there battling Twork
This nigga was scared to walk
To the store with me
He from a neighborhood next to Philly
That's why he be the only nigga
Reppin' Philly that be extra Philly
Man, I should bomb on him
If I ain't love y'all fans so much I
Woulda let em put Da Don on him
They wanted the fake Philly bul'
On the card so bad
I literally watched them try to force a John
Jawn on him
I'm where the dogs meet, you ain't a bully
You what they call sweet
Wasn't you just living with Du? Nigga
You couldn't claim your broad street?
It's like e'ry Beasley fucked yo' bitch
You just been scorned for days
Nigga, even Will Smith first
Words was "West Philadelphia
Born and raised"!
Ay! THEY GOT ME BACK ON SUMMER MADNESS AGAIN!
This shit startin' to feel like
(Crowd: Summer Madness again)
Naw, you know how you not from Philly?
Nigga, I ain't NEVER seen you pop a wheelie
How you Eazy the Block Captain and you
Don't even claim a block in Philly?
Where in the FUCK is the
Million Dollars Worth of
Game that you supposed to got from Gillie?!
Where in the FUCK is the rest of
The bars that Surf got from Quilly?!
Pull y'all phones out right now
And check his Instagram
Where in the FUCK is the "Rest In Peace
PNB Rock" post? This nigga NOT FROM PHILLY!
You ain't show that man no
Love so I'ma kill 'im
That's why this shit stay lit
I'm 'bout to tie this nigga up he come
In here talking 'bout some bricks they get
I just overheard my 14-year-old li'l cousins
Talking 'bout a lick they hit
Made me go get a new chop'
That bitch'll battle a nigga anywhere
It's a Bigg K glitch
But get on the ground, shut
The fuck up and please
Put something over they lips
But on the real
You don't wanna make me nervous in this bitch
Ran outta duct tape, grabbed
The masking tape, now he can't say shit
But now the bloggers can really say
The Wizard was in here
(w) rappin' mixtape shit
These niggas blessed, they not
Dangerous, I swear, Smack
You be finding the lamest
Bet he barely got pussy 'fore he was famous
He talkin' 'bout he undefeated
On the app like
He was trying to make a statement
But the resumé was niggas like Cortez
Stumbles and Ace "Amen" i mean
Can we agree to be humble and take patience?
You 'bout to fuck the pussy up tryna
Rush to the room to get naked
Somebody roll some cookie up
I'm in the mood to smoke it with him
This how you fuck a rookie up inside
A room that's fixed to get you
GunTitles, what up?! I hope
Y'all satisfied with
Everything y'all get from this shit
They put all y'all niggas on the same
Card knowing y'all the dick-sucking clique
Now we gotta sit up here all night and
Listen to them do all that dick-sucking shit
Not to mention we heard one of the niggas
Damn near had a dick in his lip
But we ain't 'bout to
Slander the LGBTQ community
We know how the world feel 'bout that shit
But where I'm from, they don't just
Play and say you gay
You can get killed 'bout that shit
I'm keepin' it 100
You the type to get gun-butted
After I rob him and realize I
Ain't even get nothin' from him
Like, where yo' Qur'an at? What temple
You pray witcha mom's at?
Where the real Philly niggas
That's gon' slide
If I decide to make contact?
Where the niggas that's gon'
Say "Naw, naw, Cal
That's where you cross the line at"?
I just see battle rappers behind
You but what's beyond that?
Where yo' dirt bike or yo' chrome
Pod hat? Let's keep it trill
You ain't 'bout to come up here and real talk
Me to death cuz you did a bid
I knew you since you lost to Qleen
Over at the Powerhouse shit so don't
Come here talking to me like I don't
Already know who this nigga is
This the same Eazy and Eazy'll die
Y'all ever seen that "Crossroad" video? yeah
I'm 'bout to send Eazy to God, nigga
How did y'all ever even feel he could win?
This a body and when he get to
Heaven, Boon gon' kill him again, pussy!

Charlotte, what up?! The Block
Cap' finally made it, nigga
Y'all know it's Eazy vers - no, fuck that
Let's get
(Crowd: Straight to these payments, nigga)
You think you more lyrical
Than me? Fuck that, i'll pull up on a nigga
My style like fighting and I'm
Winning: I punch -
(Crowd: and talk to a nigga) you feel me?!
I ain't come here to hear you
Preach about another nigga's story
I wanna know what you did
And I don't give a fuck that's "chill, Eazy
That's Blackface son" cuz I thought he was a
DJ for 50 I said "who kid?"
Bro, I don't give a fuck who
Son that you is, nigga, i'm April's son
And why would I come at you for having a dad
When my brothers had to put a face on one?
But, I know that's life
I'm just here to see your formation
To see if his coaching right
See if he made you right
Cuz I had too much drive
Seen too many signs knowing if I didn't
Slow down I couldn't save a life
See, this shit hectic and my 'Do
Not Disturb' button was on so
When you made "WWF" I thank you
Cuz I got the message
So I made "Top Tier" been on a clean sweep
Since then and that's what your diss infected
I understand y'all niggas think he poetic
Cuz he rap like he on a beat and
He got bars and he got presence
But, I got aim I can hit him from a distance
Like afoot a foot, I got a fetish
And if I stand on it
Then it got some leverage
But, you a created player and
I don't respect it
See you the type of nigga that never did
Homework but because of who you know
You get extra credit
All in while I got my case
By pushing my own weight Cal
It's the aesthetics
See, you a year younger so we
Really could talk man to man
Cuz I went from hand-to hands
And at this time
My judge wasn't even give the stand a chance
I'm talking buddy was in demand
And if the shoebox bread went
To a Western Union
They wanted me to turn that money into grams
Nigga, I had to do it you
Don't think that I hated it?
You don't think we thank Allah
We made the shit?
Nigga, I was rapping on a top
Tier before I made that diss
All my niggas got straps Limewire
We let it rip
They like "E, how much and who to hit?"
I told em for a thousand
Dollars, Chris Brown: look
I'm happy with every pic (k)
I'm talking big shit: xanny flips
Bars and footballs
They can't even come to me
If they can't pick 6
That's my bitch hustle now different color
Pills in a gum wrapper
I even made sure my chick lit
Nigga, I did this shit without nobody
In my family being famous, yo
It was nighttime, no connection
Not changing clothes
I invested in people who became traders
Though toranio - magazines outside ya pop's
Spot like The Wayans show
It's no real in you: I thought he was a kid
This nigga was 18 when that
Nigga went to jail
So whatever he instilled in you
Should be still in you
So you bragging to me about something
You didn't have to do, bro, that's stressful
Giving all that nigga that credit when ya
Mom held it down that's disrespectful
Hold up you grew up with a mom
And a dad? Nigga, where we from
That's called successful
Battle rap got to watch you grow here
Hair, so all the stories you
Tell us is dreadful
Yeah, this 25 days prep', once
The money got deposit, i got direct
I'm talking album sales would increase
If I grabbed my tech
Cuz depending on how popular you is
Funeral pamphlets is Heavy Pressed
I'm talking death
It's a short stop and it can't be contest
I told you Cal
RIP can appear on your tombstone next
Boy, how spoiled do you gotta be
For your whole family known
For selling drugs and you out
Here fighting chickens and shit?
And y'all niggas think that we
Can catch a vibe?
Where his whole life was his
Family plan and off one of my phones I
Added four different lines?
See, when I was booked
It was my bread and my
Bailsman that made us bond
Nigga, I read your case you
Had two co-des and magically
You the only nigga who ain't get no time
I'm asking why? Since you
Made yourself the target
It said "Hightower put the
Camera on the dogfighting"
This nigga the reason why
The investigation started
This nigga retarded do you see why
I don't be believing these niggas
Cuz while you dogfighting
I was bagging up what you
Was feeding them niggas?
Bro, I was in the streets
This beef burger was Mondo mine, though
Didn't even trust my girl, if I w
(h) ined for a bitch, it was Moscato
Nigga, you'll get followed
If you lose a dot on
My watch then that's Movado
The plug was my only fans
How I link and buy O's?
I'm talking door to door, we really sell shit
Cuz following these nut ass niggas
Woulda had my trail mixed
I sent my bitch to get her nails
Done and I got caught slippin'
How that one call turn into jail gel tips?
Bro, if you do not come here to
Rap then it's not a classic
I came home, I was less erratic
23 days and wake up
I was thinking of players I mock-drafted
Came home to attachments, red dot
Epileptic seizures for the flashes
Them buffs will be a souvenir cuz
Once I saw the frame, we shot glasses
Closed casket was the arrangement, nigga
Take my -

Well boo him boo him!

Why would they boo me? Go, 1-0

You know what they get for me battling you?
They get to make a lot of chicken
You know what I get from battling you?
I get to show that I'm different
I feel like Hov on a mission
Cuz I really went from
O's in the kitchen to beating
Niggas 3-0 with no writtens
I'm doing this all without a pen
That ain't how we did it in tradition
Go 'head and scheme on me
I'll be there when the plot thicken
I love to pop up on a nigga
Right when he least expect it
Like this easy pape'
Cuz if Eazy bake pies it's in a Easy Bake
Sometimes you gotta show
They don't believe you great
Like when you keep it so real
Sometimes it's just eaz-ier to
Believe the fake
I see him coming for the classic like bro
That ain't what GOATs do
You had a stalemate with Chess
I mated him in four moves
You struggling with niggas I
Made into strong dudes
Meek said it's levels to it what
You wanna play by your own rules?
Gimme a reason, my nigga, Smack
But keep your hands up, don't move
Cuz if we leave it to the
App this nigga just don't lose!
They really brainwashed! Is it the gun
Bars or the 'caine talk?
He even came here shooting at niggas
Today but his aim off
Just cuz he went to jail he want me
To believe he was the main boss
Show me a nigga that's gon' vouch for you
Saying you was getting some cocaine off
Nigga, we know you was the lame bul'
That's why you battle rapping at 37 and just
Now seeing some real change for it
I ain't a battle rapper, I'm a legend, bitch
I walk around with the game ball
Taunting niggas, spinning it on my finger
Beasley, you booked me
Last minute, mothafucka, i'm a ringer
I done sent hit's while I
Was getting on stage
I really been in this shit since
We was making minimum wage
Can't win the game telling my plays
But, I do feel it's amazing how the
Stage can really get a felon forgave
Momma told me get good grades and
Stay ahead of the grave
But, I was raised by real
Niggas that had devilish ways
And I'm proud of em
You see what they made? He just a Surf clone
I got real steppers
They'll stand on the Block
Until the work gone
You the type to risk yo' life
Why would you even agree to
Take my work home?
For him the pressure bust pipes, for
Me the pressure make my birthstone, nigga
Since 1990, April 5th
I been ready for this shit
I used to always have dreams I
Hit my daddy with a brick
Born in this shit yeah, my daddy was a lick
'Fore the Towers got hit
'fore we found out the levees wasn't shit
Prezzie on his wrist
In a Magnum with a dezzi on his hip
Real nigga
Came to the hood and got e'rybody rich
These niggas be from places
Where e'rybody snitch
That's why I be so confused when I
Hear a Blackface diss in e'rybody shit
Y'all don't appreciate real
Niggas?! That's why
Y'all should get the death penalty
That's why that shit LI brought from the
West be helping my stress mentally
Clip infinity
Send a nigga to the Holy Trinity
Smack ain't gotta talk no percents to me
I'm a entity
Before this battle you was Mini-Me
I mean your wings gon' spread now
But, I'm addressing the centipede
Disintegrate any nigga you send to me
Obliterate any nigga through similes
Turn a nigga night into a memory
Dark-skinned Jermaine-ass nigga
Can you remember 'im?
"I can see ya pain" ass nigga
Heart full of empathy the streets cold
Swallow you whole if you don't know
Was just on the beach blowed in
Brooklyn with my Miami ho
She a RN, she came in with no panties on
I told her I'm plugged in write scripts
I'ma get the Xannies gone
I can hear the bloggers now: "Cal
Don't nobody give a fuck about yo' bad
Miami bitch with no panties on"
But then they gon' go cheer for some
Niggas they know be taking trannies home
Fuck outta here, man!
How did y'all ever even feel he can win?
This a body and when he get to Heaven
Wo gon' kill him again eASY!

Where I'm from, calicos is accessible
Put the gun down
Why smoke him when this shit
Hit harder: it's a edible
Now they book my ops to come to me
Normally we catch em at medical
His dreads'll be a collectible
The plug said "shorts wasn't acceptable
Except for you" how exceptional!
You bring your pops on stage
So it look credible, i'm on schedule
If the wrist pop and it's in a
Ziploc and it's sealable then it's saleable
See what they love you for
I give you no respect cuz being
A girl is a character defect
"I got here late
I got here late" why y'all think
That angle is a flex?
I survived stress, threats
Deaths the real OGs'll tell
You that I'm blessed
See, ya last op was a battle
Of mine in real life: a
Op had a calico and threw it up at my chest
See, when I was watching you with no
Knowledge of you, I was like "clearly
You the best"
But since I been in the driver's seat
You know the image is closer than appeared
When your mirror's on the left
Some things that I had to catch
Like I shot a movie in Detroit and I'm
Not saying that he living a lie
But this shit real, it's about to 'rive
See, this round a confessional
We care about you and not your father time
I heard that you wasn't that guy
I heard you was Young Calicoe the rapper
Wasn't known for no crime so I got curious
I said "why nobody on your
Land seen you slide?"
So let's rewind - vrr! How you
And Mook get cool anyway? What
Too much free time? Cuz you a cassette tape
You dick eat and play the A and B side?
Nigga, I look at y'all niggas
Like cheques so let you
Be the determined factor that my
Kids ain't eating well
I don't even gotta spell it out for you
Nigga I will kill Cal before I see a L
Welcome to the Brown family keep it a bean
I'm not even the mean one
The result of us watching you
Again is physical therapy
We had to learn how to re-run
Niggas always begging for a peace
Treaty if my piece come
If I pull up and it's niggas in a full
Ride that means nobody from the D won 1
I don't even gotta build up this bar, bro
You do a lot of ho shit
And you talk too fucking much
It's out in the open
Like nobody said nothing 'bout that O-Red
Situation til you exposed it
Nobody said nothing 'bout that Math and
Mook situation until you told it
The fact that you called Mook
Soft and y'all friends all
Of a sudden show me both
Of y'all niggas bogus and this nigga weird
Secretly took a picture of NuNu
Ass and post it
Bro, this nigga was weird that Hitman shit
That's when I took notice that
He was pussy for real
Blame it on battle rap so it
Don't look like he folded
Bro, whoever still friends with this nigga
I wanna know what y'all smoking
Bro, they gave me everything I need to go in
Cuz once one nigga in your
Circle make too much green
They gotta watch their close friends
He say anything to get attention
Like he don't care
Talking 'bout he wanna date his daughter I
Don't care how you mince it
That shit was weird!
All that weird ass shit go together
And you 32, I don't wanna hear that you
Don't know no better
Y'all better tell this rap nigga he slipping
Why I gotta tell a real nigga
That being real gotta be consistent?
You gotta understand the name
You carry so when
You do sucka shit we start looking at
(pointing at Blackface) that nigga different
Nigga, I will die before I tell
I get quiet on the stand
None of my niggas pussy Avocado shooting a
Geechi event: we'll riot on demand
Why does the gym feel like trap shit
Machines and diet in my plans?
Cuz I put on gloves to lift weights and
Still found some powder on my hands
Nigga, let's talk about when you was 12 you
Ain't know sandwich bags was for sandwiches
Bullshit! bullshit!
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit!
Bro, I find that funny that you
Even put that on front street
So you mean for 12 years you ain't never had
Two pieces of bread and some lunch meat?
See, they gotta be realistic, sometimes
It's better to be simplistic
Like you need to stop
Because the word "sandwich bags"
Starts with sandwich
Mothafucka and the sandwich is on the box
Nigga, that's Good Sense!
Okay, now let's talk about you
Skinny-dipping with six bitches
(I ain't forget about that) bULLSHIT!
BULLSHIT!
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit!
Where was the bitches at? And why was
You acting like it was a misunderstanding?
Huh? It wasn't no bitches, bro, it was Love
Don't Cost A Thing: it was you, qleen and
Cleaning the pool like Nick Cannon ay, Lux
"it's time for Summer Madness again" this is
When I put respect on your name
But, you know, in reverse you a lame
Cuz you was the first to do
A lot of shit: you was
The first nigga to get put
On a casket on stage
You was the first person to get beat
With a round and a half, that's no shade
He should thank Lux cuz niggas
Like us who ain't
Know who his daddy was was Googling Blackface
Bro, you was the first nigga to take
A year off after getting homi'd
First time we seen you was the Lux battle
Ted Bundy: you got famous for getting bodied
Nigga, you was the first nigga to get an
Impactful 3rd round put on your bitch ass
We just took and moved with it
And the first time you got to show
Us that you was a hustler
Lux gave you that work and
What you do with it?
You turned into a pack is he
Gangsta? The way he act, i call it cap
Capitol Records signing AIs now
I'm here to ask where are the official
Artificial niggas at?
If I talk guns then I shot it
This body 'bout to be iconic
Y'all can have Summer Madness
One through ten, fro -
(Crowd: eleven to twenty, I got it) gutta!

"They say it's lonely at the
Top in whatever you do
You always gotta watch mothafuckas around you
No man's invincible, no plan is foolproof
We all must meet our moment of truth"
And I'm a gang star, bang
Hard, equipped with A-R
Ready to paint a car
Living like Cosa Nostra: This
Little Thing of Ours
This something that we added
You in, my nigga, play yo' part
We know you glad they gon' give you the
Win but the app ain't rated R
My fanbase is on fed cases, standing ten toes
Praying their co-de didn't fold
Tryna watch me without getting
Caught with the phone
Skipping y'all rounds cuz they gotta
Talk to their hoes
I'm tryna teach you some shit
I can easily just let you ride a wave
But, you gotta be a boss
That leeching shit ain't the type
Of games we play
It's supposed to be one hand wash the other
Til you walking in a house of dragons
And now you gotta watch your brother
I was in the house playing Madden when I
Heard they caught him in a scuffle
It was off the muscle, we done ran a bubble
Sent him with a duffle when
He left the huddle rest In Peace Hutch nigga
Lawyer'll even pluck you
You get some real pape' and
Realize nobody love you
I seen my daughter die in front of me
Broke into crumbles
And they said fuck me cuz I couldn't
Battle Ill Will the same summer
But the way Torian look me in my eyes
I know it ain't nobody above me
It make me realize that the hustle
Was never even for me
I can't even tweet some shit!
Niggas questioning my custody
Cuz I said I take my daughter on
Dates and she prettier than a hussy
I also tweeted "Baby get all
Of her daddy money"
This nigga think that weird, then fuck him
I think bloody yeah, I said it, my daughter
Fine check my Instagram, nigga
I just posted a ussy
I'm present she ain't gon' trust no
Nigga the way she trust me
Fuck what they teach
She gon' know only the real
Like how Eminem shelved her
Granddaddy and they shoulda
Went with Murder Inc or Sony for real
Or how her uncle popped a nigga
Ten times for shooting his dog
And we still can't understand how
He ain't get the kill
Not "his dog" like one of his man's
I'm talking a white and tan
Red nose kobe for real
Dude survived ten shots
Sued the city then they came and
Took her uncle Tony to jail
That nigga was thinking and grew rich
Through his booking like Napoleon Hill
How do we talk different? Nigga
The walk different
This shit was gimmick vs authentic
Had to talk to him for a minute
Yo' punches clean cuz ain't nobody
Fought you in a minute
Shout out to Charlotte
I ain't did a walkthrough in a minute
You get yo' bookings and start posting
And wanna say you rich
While I'm serving all the shit on the
Morals that niggas say they with
I brought t-shirts, reefer
Even lighters with leashes since
Niggas say they lit
I want every dollar I know Beasley real job
Is to budget and not pay us shit
I done seen em lead niggas
On them benches like
"fuck you and how you pay the rent"
But me, I'm from the trenches, nigga
My momma know how to weigh a brick
I'll never starve real hustler, I set the bar
'Fore I'm begging for a battle
I'ma be asking my lawyer what it's
Gon' cost for a better charge
Yeah, they was gon' get me for the dogs
Til I came with a hunnid large
Money the root of all evil but
It help us cover the scars, nigga
You just ain't a real nigga
If you don't feel that
So many fake niggas spittin' I don't
Even know why I still rap
You already know how I feel, Smack
You need to have the battle in Detroit
Ain't nobody gon' -
(Crowd: GET KILLED SMACK)
After a nigga battle me I make em feel wack
Cuz it's a difference between
Metaphors and real rap landslide, nigga!

These niggas is really fans of me
But instead of saying they fuck with
Me, they hate it's political
I get it so I'm granting these niggas amnesty
I'm guessing for The Wizard to show love in
The real world is only a fantasy
I will rob him with no equipment needed
The workout that I put on video is insanity
I remember the first gun that they handed me
It was so natural when beef came
I done raised it organically
It's so much shit I wanna say to you
Cal like you got female trait's and the
Bitch in you has no limit's
Like, you might not understand
But we don't tell
On our man and we don't expose women
Y'all hoe niggas and them
Niggas behind you pussy
Too cuz they just roll with it
There's no codes with it the streets
I put my soul in it
Like this trap shit: we sell the bag
The drugs just go with it
I got Summer Madness for now on, trust me
There's only one rule to this battle
Nigga: don't touch me
Cuz before I had kids and
I hit the bottom, bro
I snapped like a onesie
Been in a whole cell, guess how I got
Back on my feet? When it registered
I had a custy
Bro, what you wanna talk about
Though? What, drugs, jails, choppers?
Or the will to get my shit together
It awarded me with Smack like the Oscars?
Bro, what do you wanna talk about, though
How my folks died and I had a sad face?
How the fiends face squinch up
For the bad taste
All cuz the plug gave it too much
Starch: a bunch of bad weight?
Bro, what you wanna talk about, nigga?
I really say I didn't
Start with y'all niggas
I was in a different space wasn't rapping
It was actually what you was
Doing in a different place
Wasn't living straight we knew accuracy and
Shooting when we shooting in crates
Nigga, you don't think that the niggas
At the end of ya chessboard
That you can't get back would
Rather be here fucking late?
Nigga, remember that what do
You wanna talk about?
How I was one warning and done?
Where the block would become a safety net
And that's where the coroner would come?
Bro, we failed if I got to the afternoon
And I only brought a quarter to one
Bro, depending on if it was a drought
That's how much water I brung
Had the white people racing back so fast
That's when I knew my formula won one
Nigga, what you wanna talk about? How
Your loyalty always in question?
Bro, that's a slippery slope, bro, you a joke
You remember Philly vs delaware
You and ya man drove down
There and y'all was broke?
Do you remember being stuck in
That Red Roof Inn
And Brizz had to help you get afloat?
That's the time when y'all was
Folks see it's another example
Of him doing somebody dirty
When they was close
Do y'all understand what the fuck is good?
Do this spoiled ass, brat ass
Only child ass nigga knew
Nothing about a brotherhood?
I think that's something that
We should harp on silver spoon ass gangsta
Need a BMF name to fall on
You inherited the life of yours
That you talk on
Your lucky ass got recruited to this
I made my team when I walked on
Nigga, you better have some mystical
Powers if I pull it
Or that Wizard shit gon' fit for Cal
If I throw back a bullet
I mean, shit is needed, hit his block
Spin back like I love that
Song and then repeat it
He got religious when we got done
Beefing: he was thinking "Jesus!"
All l cuz I put straps on
A Wizard like it's Gilbert Arenas
I went from slap-boxing to bag watching
Told my bitch I wanna add a bitch
I'm that honest
Proof of death is bones and skulls
We was that toxic
Cops come, lights behind us: it's a RPO
That's a run or pass option
You know the difference between
Me and you? Bro, it ain't hard
It ain't real if I don't
Stamp it: it's a lesson
(Crowd: in every bar)
If I raised my son how I think I did
I think that we should be signing out
Cuz two years of generational hustling
I think that we tired out
Between my mom and her sons
How many niggas we served: I'm
Thinking John Wick body count
See, me and my three bros, we all cooked
Got in situations that we was all shook
One day we got bored and my mom
Had to put money on four books
Nigga, it's a lesson in every
Bar I was conflicted
Growing up in the worst case mom a gangsta
Grandmom a pastor so I trapped Saturday
Night and went to church late
Depending on how far the soft ball
Got us in the field
It was easy to slide to first base
My first re-up was a Thanksgiving meal how
I get full off my first plate?
It's a lesson in every bar
Bro, why you don't be saluting no niggas
In Detroit and bringing em up?
No, scratch that, bro
Why Piranha not Landslide?
Bro, he be stepping with it, too
Bro, you said when if it's real, it
Don't gotta rhyme but it's battle rap
The shit just hit better when it do
So that's why I be fucking y'all niggas up
Celebrating my wins in this muh'fucka
Y'all call him The Wizard
Y'all call him poetic
I'm here to put justice at
The end of that muh'fucka
So salute to my bro cuz
Tomorrow he at Rolling Loud
And Mook, you next cuz your career on a
Treadmill and I'm up here burning Cal
Nigga!
Closed casket is the arrangement, nigga
Take my ass back to philly!
You can't afford these payments, nigga
GUTTA!