Darwin

Man I ain't even into being curt dude But ma head blowin up like im the kurt dude And my friends getting hung up like a shirt do Now they ain't the only homies fuckin wit da burd dude This for all ma homies lookin like a nerd who Got a tennis serve and never broke a fucking curfew I been getting ready for confetti, from the first boo Game 6, I ain't bout to finish like the spurs do Now they tryna get ya guy a deal Cuz the flow cash money, got a tyga feel All these majors coming at me like I'm tiger healed But ion't think the labels know about ya guy foreal We sittin down, kickin and riffin, diggin the sound Different from the shit dat's been spittin from typical clowns Finna give me money in the bag and Hunnies from the mag and All the other shit they tell the dummies that can rap But the fact of the matter is I ain't the rapper They used to using, confusing, abusing wit da chatter I mean the dude across the table Reppin for the label Probly never met a rapper with a business major So I am able To avoid the fatal Fate that every rapper face in they appraisal Now I got em thinkin even bartering too It's probly harder when the fuckin rapper's smarter than you I came through Same dude Same crew Same jew And I tell these muthafuckas errything that they ain't knew Yain't knew? I'm about to get a grammy and leave Michael Jordan in ma genes since I been 23 Except, I ain't ball playin at all, sayin da bol Gave all it the game, he played it wrong Made the songs for the laughs cuz Funny was the path but Now I really wanna fuck these dummies in they asses Practiced Tell me I ain't climbing up that rap list I bet a lot of fans'll listened to this and feel catfished Damn where da Dicky dat I used to know The goofy flow Ma dude where the humor go Well truth be told, I'll put that in a movie, show, or musical But now I'm in the studio And dudes in the booth knew that the jew can flow And if you listenin to this shit, you should know I'm too cold in this bitch To be actin a clown Fuckin around If I wanna get ma hands on the crown I'm getting down, letting the smile, beset to a frown now The kid up from the burbs bout to settle in downtown But maybe that's a bad move Maybe I'm a fucking pussy if I'm letting people tell me what I can't do Maybe all these rappers wanna wear the same shoes Get into the game and never playing cuz they can't move Now I'm thinkin what would Jordan do Back when everybody only wore a boring shoe If he settled for what every other scorer used Then you dudes wouldn't ever get the Jordan 2s I'm snoring through, ya muthafuckin tours and tunes The game needs change now, it's short a few And I don't mean to harp about the Jordan dude But there's a little bit of him in this adoring jew Of course you, listen to that thinkin I mean I'm great You mistake, thinkin of rap, and I what I want a play J wanted baseball But he nice at playin ball When he went away, we acting like he went all AWOL Always got a trade off I see Jay and Kanye the same way I see Larry David It's cliché And I know I'm gonn make it But I dunno if I prefer as Dicky or as David I guess it's sorta like the sox and bulls But I can't leave yet, gotta lot to prove But I'mma rock ma shoes, watch the toes And if it hurts, then I'mma find Dr. Scholl's And...one day, I'mma find satisfaction from rappin Or acting, or cracking up factions of black kids Adapting to whatever is in front of me And like Mike, I'mma be aight because of me One life, better think of who you wanna be It's your eyes, doesn't matter what they wanna see You do it right, you the only one you need to please You ain't that alive till you doin something you believe Dis the type of shit that's making D Think twice bout the mafuckin comedy Cuz the mic got a mafucka on his knees Twerk dicky, dicky dicky twerk Twerk dicky, dicky dicky twerk