Sum To Say lyrics

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[Intro]
n*gga
n*gga, what?
They like pap you ain't been droppin' boy, you ain't been droppin' no music, you just been
I been in them streets n*gga, I been thuggin' n*gga, for real n*gga, I ain't like your favorite rapper at all, n*gga
Yeah
I ain't these n*ggas that they just - they just give 'em a script and tell 'em read the script, nah n*gga
I wrote the book, n*gga
Go shut the f*ck up, n*gga
And do this sh*t my way, you hear me?
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm in the booth right now wildin' with 2 houses around my neck
I remember baggin' product, moving 2 ounces off the step
I'm a real warlord, b*tch, I'm a problem in the 'jects
He ain't like me, he got icy, lil' bro robbed him for his neck
I built a empire, n*gga, f*ck a EMPIRE check
He sent diss after diss, then got sent to his death
They like, "Papi, keep it quiet, we in the street, we steady wildin'"
I'm with the 6s, what's the problem?
He movin' funny, brodie shot him
I got an album release party
I'm high off percs, I got my 40
I had an interview that was late as sh*t
They didn't wanna let the gang in
If they can't come then I ain't doin' it
We move as one, n*gga, we a unit
My phone ringin' back to back
Flat to the wall, they put my back
I had a shooting at my show, so my bookings kinda slow
I been blew through my advance, b*tch I'm back to moving dope
My momma beggin' me to change, I'm telling her this all I know
b*tch, I'm Ali against the row
Bust down cubans, these ain't ropes
I'm steady duckin' from parole, cuz facetime show another pole
Put money on the opps head, it keep upping 'til they gone
n*gga, I'm god on my block, ain't no n*gga finna try me
I don't give a f*ck about no deal, I'll catch a motherf*ckin' homi
Street n*gga with bad credit, you front me then your ass deaded
Called to god in his last second, stood over him and meet your bredren
Who the f*ck want war with us? Check the score, we 40 up
Shordy slide through scorchin' sun, stick on him as long as a bus
Cuz ridin right or wrong, I had my mind made all along
I clutch my fire when I'm alone, go back a yerk get in that mode
I'm on stage to show the kit, b*tch better not play and meet the glick
There's residue on my Amiris, I'm a dope boy, clearly
60k for my AP, I wish BK could put it on
Your n*ggas died, you ain't do sh*t, you hit the boof and made a song
My brother flatlined, I lost my mind, spunt all night, 'til somebody died
Stop me when I'm f*ckin' lying, whereever you catch him open fire
My sister say she prayed for me, for what? I got a drac' with me
Ain't no n*gga gon' play with me, lil cuz'll take the face from me
Auntie knockin' hard as sh*t, I know she got some pape for me
Cuz a real deal Rollin' 60, he'll go ape for me
I grew up in a warzone, police don't spin the block like that
You playin' in the wrong zone, most n*ggas get shot like that
My daddy was a drug lord, they respect me on his block for that
He did a hit for free, so I put him in the mob for that
[Interlude]
Yeah, n*gga
I'm him
I'm the one n*gga
I don't need nothin', I don't need nobody
Everything, everybody be needing me, you understand me?
Yeah
Let me tell you something

[Verse 2]
This Glock gon' turn into a f*ckin' drac' when I push the button
My Amiri pockets stuffed, b*tch this sh*t look like Ruben Studdard
Way before I seen a rap check, I was movin' budder
Cuz don't know sh*t 'bout no grass but could use the cutter
Squinting hard as sh*t, looking through the glass, that's an undercover
You know Pap can't be trusted boy a shiesty lil' motherf*cker
He be hidin' when we on his ass, I dropped a bag on your baby brother
Moved my momma out to the 'burbs, she ain't gotta ask for nothin'
My little bruv facetimed me, said "Mommy said you got a bag of money"
I pull up to the crib with the roll, and get to passing 20's
My b*tch bad, had to give her ass a big bag of 50's
Smoke one with my mom she like "Damn boy where you get this?"
Gumball that I'm smokin' on strong like LA Fitness
Broski always got that shiesty on, won't leave a witness
Sport Plus mode b*tch I'm gone like it's a stick shift
5.56 bullets long, go flip a big b*tch
Rappin' 'bout killings in them songs ain't never hit sh*t
I stood on my block movin' zones, I really flip sh*t
Could rap about heroin all day long, I really did this
n*ggas from the other side see me, start droppin' fed tips
n*gga once it's up then it's stuck, you know I don't dead sh*t
Auntie, if you ain't got the money, get the f*ck on here with that sh*t
My b*tch text my phone long as f*ck, I text back "That's it"
The rent 2000 times 3, b*tch that cost my fit
Crackers at that label got me f*cked up, I gotta talk my sh*t
Threw a meeting in that Brooklyn Chop House, I don't even eat that sh*t
700 dollars worth of Tris, n*gga you can keep that sh*t
House so f*cking big, I get bored, ready to leave this b*tch
Ask me for the time, I might go blind, can't even see in this sh*t
Cartiers on my motherf*ckin' face, need to see in this sh*t
Way before So Icey, I was cold, I'll freeze me a b*tch
Can't sign until 17, and I ain't signing to P and them n*ggas
I betted on myself, man, had more money than all 3 of them n*ggas
I named my drac' Sdot Go I'll sweep me a n*gga
Robbed a n*gga from my city with no gun, he a sweet lil' n*gga
You mad yo b*tch always call you a bum, you a cheap lil' n*gga
You not Pap, the top dog b*tch I'm back
I'm ballin like LeBron dad, I came from selling heroin slabs
I know them was your big bros, they dead now, they all gas
n*gga, check the stat sheet, we cut through the back street, body bags in black sheets
Back to back we slidin, even though we whacked one last week
Them n*ggas ain't held yet, they ain't even get in the field yet
Them crackers want me out in Cali, f*ck I'm gon' do in the valley?
Papi a real block n*gga, heroin dealer, I'll pop whip em
I'm going out like Rah Digger
Go to sleep clutchin' my pole, my momma be tryna cleanse my soul
Paranoid when I hear the door I'm the sh*t when I hit the stove
Add the water and spend some more
[Interlude]
Yeah n*gga
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
You know
n*ggas be doin' mad other sh*t
They don't know what I be doin'
They don't do the sh*t I do
Yeah n*gga
You thought it was done
No b*tch I'm not done
n*ggas tryna do the sh*t I do
I'm tryna tell you n*ggas sum'
For real
Sucker ass n*ggas

[Verse 3]
Them n*ggas sharin' chains, Papi ball like Major Payne
Real mobster, brought a tommy with me
Nappy ass braids shooting a drac', you'll think Quanny with me
I seen my man, I gotta get em, you know I don't do no politicin'
I take whatever come with em, that's my dog I'm ridin' with him
If you don't know, mind your business
Im the typa n*gga get in your bushes
You the typa n*gga to kill over pus*y
Playin' it close, he don't know I'll book him
n*ggas know how the f*ck I'm comin'
Real warlord, I run the jungle
I'm Ox before that b*tch jumped on him
I jump out leave the engine runnin'
All I know is get some money
My brother asked me "Who is Marlo?"
Don't worry 'bout it you don't wanna know
My momma wanna pray with me, she said she had a bad dream
She better know it stay with me, so I don't know what that mean
I asked her "What do prayin' mean?", how do you talk to a n*gga you never seen
She say it's all what you believe, so hold on auntie callin' me
She asked me when I'm comin' back, I never even responded back
Only thing I think is money, I don't miss a beat auntie I'm coming
My fans want a new album, my daughter think I move mountains
I gotta find a new accountant, I'm signed but I'm still robbin'
Everyday it's new problems, I just make it look good
Brodie can't sell dope, but he know how to cook good
I don't live in the hood, I moved to the wish-a-n*gga woods
They sittin' at home broke as sh*t, wishin' that a n*gga could
They got me booked for a tour, will I go, not really sure
Cause I put all that sh*t on pause, n*ggas act like they won't go to war
Your cousin went to the corner store, he never left the corner store
It costs 50 to buy a casket, I dropped 60 on my Audemars
I'm Dr. Miami, catch body after body, they won't call it off
I clutch my Glock at my baby mama house droppin' my daughter off
You n*ggas want the recipe, they even try and dress like me
You can't bust up your neck like me, you can't f*ck up a check like me
The top dog, I'm not a goat, neck look like kaleidoscope
Papi sold a lot of dope, stop-n-shop you gotta go