We Major

[Intro] Yeah, yeah It feels good to be home Come on homie, we major Yeah, come on [Verse 1: Casey Veggies] You know you got takes to get it [?] rhymes I couldn't wait to spit 'em New sneakers came out, I was late to get 'em Just do your job If not, I catch you in the two door side It's so hard to get out the backseat Got cool and then they swagger attacked me [?] she back slap me Sexual harassing, black on black harassment Pass that, it was past tense Got the ball and I ain't passed since Never got in the game, I was last benched Passed out on my last [?] Got dropped down from JV to Fresh Prince Yeah how cool is that You the leader but I rule the facts And the verse is finished And y'all know I can't hurts to finish [?] reimbursed denim Graduated yeah [?] Yeah I stopped to [?] Get the money by chasing dreams Girls [?] and now I'm chasing queens [?] crack laced in [?] And niggas license facing fiends So I pulled up on 'em with a new tee and a cool tux, homie They like "Casey, how much can you loan me?" I'm like "I don't know homie" I'ma [?] homie I don't need Ralph Lauren, the money don't me calone me You can't clone me, have you realized that? Graduation dropped and now the asshole is back Now I'm shitting on you niggas, now whose asshole's that? You can't talk to my girl, the asshole's back I [?] give me a pat on my back I passed on the tests but I remember you forever I'm on top of y'all niggas like New Eras Two minutes and something seconds is what I'm going for My dreams is what I'm flowing for Cause I'ma do some music, do some shows Get a deal, I got to go See this real, that's so I don't know, got to go Niggas know We can float, we can go To the moon and I'll be back soon, soon [Verse 2: Starreon] You motherfuckers better get back, get back Just like Stevie, you can't see me Get burnt like CDs Money tall and green call it Luigi Can't leave this game alone, this game needs me Cause I'm just nice when I touch mics Leave haters broken up like crushed ice Takeover the world yes, I just might Flow like a faggot shirt, I'm just tight The flow [?] so hot out the microwave Middle finger to everybody who like to hate I make hip-hop straight for the children They say I'm cold for this one, I tell 'em I'm chilling I'm so crazy but there ain't nobody stopping me Got to get my chips up, stack it like Monopoly And if I land on your shit, I'm buying property I'm just a mouse tryna cop cheese He don't know how to spit so hard I'm just tryna catch a break like a Kit-Kat bar, ya dig? No shovel involved, me I'm like a puzzle to solve You can't solve me, I'm sorry [Outro] You motherfuckers better... You motherfuckers better... You motherfuckers better... You motherfuckers better...