Tonight

[Verse 1] I be stepping so hard now, should I wipe off my kicks? I ain't no magician, I never do any tricks Everything I do is for real, I feel like I'm building bombs but I ain't there when it ticks Cause when I write these words I think someday stupid kids Will go and do crazy shit cause they think it's cool But oh well, I can't fix that cause I ain't a tool So I guess I'll move on now, to a different subject Wanna be married to the life, feel free to object But I won't listen cause I'm producing and it's my job to direct And I don't care if getting out there is harder than my dick when it's erect And I guess I love the haters And I hate the others If they wearing hand protection, then they must be G lovers My shit's so fly right now that it hovers Although I'm at the top, you'll find me under the covers The world revolves around me Yeah, I stole the gravity And I hear what you are saying But I don't like that complaining So you best get out my face Because the end is what you're facing If you don't Yeah, I go hard in the paint But it's unleaded So I don't get hurt and I don't regret it I'm going for the gold And then platinum's my goal Then I'll hit diamond when I've sold tenfold If I play basketball I might wear jewelery on the court If I do, you bastards better not judge my sport I'll tell you how I'm doing as soon as I get my report Cause all my crew at the top of our game There ain't no competing with us Empty bladder There ain't no pee in us Never get scared Cause I'm a rap genius Going for the win Good luck beating us [Hook] So we gonna fuck this up tonight We gonna do it every day We gonna fuck it up right We gonna fuck this up tonight We gonna be in that pussy all night 'til it ain't tight We gonna fuck this up, alright As soon as I got a crew that will stay with me all night We gonna fuck this up some night You all know that I can do this, it don't matter if I'm white [Verse 2] I still don't know why anyone calls it a blunt Cause blunt means short and flat But whenever I'm rolling up my kush It ends up really long and fat I got two words for you And one is a number, too If you're wondering what the words are, they're, "fuck you" Hate you so much, you might just get demoted And then we would have to call you Lieutenant Morgan You ain't a captain no more, bitch, you ain't important Some people say I have rap talent, I fell like it's stolen Cause it came to me naturally, I guess, I didn't even know it And sometimes I really feel like I should've worked for it But if I do end up with money you won't see a quotient I ain't gonna divide up my cash, bitch, I'm gonna hoard it Walking down the corner and I see a girl who's whoring When that bitch walks up to me, my dick it just fly up Then after I get done, the next customer looks at me and says, "sup" People like that make us all mad, man, because they outrage us But we soon forget them, don't know what their name was But who cares anyway, because they are all trippin' And if a homie be tripping then a homie gon' be falling Then if a homie does fall, then that homie is Autumn And I tell my girl I want true love from you Not for there to be two loves for you It doesn't matter to me what you do But if you don't like the way I wanna live and don't want me to Then I guess I can give it all up because all I really need is you But if you wanna be with me for this, my chances are few So please make up your mind before they're all overdue Then we can [Hook]