My Word

[Verse 1: Young Roddy] Life... (Uh) And I ain’t never missed a beat I thought I been on for being a beast on these beats But not quite is looking like the joke’s on me And if I ain’t got next you can tell the industry is beef Like a pussy on a 6 feet freak that shit get deep And to the ones deceased, rest in peace Got you, cold heart but spit fire Apply pressure nigga with no pliers Block burner, Roddy a top shotta I got the heart of a tiger, no lion Quiet, you know gangster move in silence I stay D Boy fresh with no stylist They hate to see you make it from the bottom I try to make it honest I tried to get a job, but ain't nobody hire So back to the block to buy a bag of the chronic Pass me my lighter, posted and pimping This what we call survival We hustle till we off And I reside in a spot called ??? louisiana Y’all might never heard about that (Oww) [Verse 2: Trademark Da Skydiver] Cut from a different cloth, I’m a rare breed Real nigga and a villain check my rap sheet From the booth to the streets, I keep it g I only speak on what I know, and the shit I seen Move quiet, avoid fake niggas by all means No stress, I stay chilling I be on ease Loud green and the paper’s got me on lean Me against the world when I’m on the scene That’s my attitude when niggas act like they mad at you For doing you, they don’t have a clue Or maybe they expect the less of me, like I ain’t got the recipe This destiny just let it be I’m coming for the top nigga I deserve a spot nigga, can’t tell me I ain’t hot nigga But don’t get it twisted mang Look I ain’t bitching mang, take the good with the bad nigga Continue living, no fucks given Look I’m still winning despite that And I’ma keep moving just like that And I know you fuck niggas don't like that Jet Set, the empire strikes back You niggas know what it is Mingo my lingo bitch Already nigga Never gave a fuck, never will