Genius Wrote It

[Produced By Gotham City] [Verse 1 -Tha City Paper] I pulled up, take the block Then I said I appreciate ya Nowadays it’s just boss shit Motivator, mediator Got to watch out for them alphabet boys, abbreviators Quarter chickens, four and a baby Used to keep that bitch in an incubator Small town, perfect timing Pulled up bumping that Big Lou Hoop dreams, junior college, goddamn I wish I was 6’2” Hold up, hold up, remember me? Motherfucking right, I remember nights [?] on the project floor I didn’t even give a fuck, didn’t dim the lights Old shit, but she heavy now, got a nigga telling them cock tales Meeting up with young T Hyde, I ain’t s’posed to be eating these ox tails Enterprise, need to rent a car, young bitch ain’t got a credit card Son still getting his hustle on, shooting threes to [?] better yard I’m City Paper, I’m a rap god All I can say is a genius wrote it Half a plug, I ain’t even tripping, guess I’ll let Ms. Tina hold it Blood money, see the stars, where the hell is Ms. Mother Nature? Tryna get like them Arabs, 50 stores, 100 acres [Hook] Said a genius wrote it [x4] [Verse 2 – Starlito] I just caught a pound play out the Uber They watching how I maneuver Had to tell all my shooters stay off the computer Had a bad looking bitch out at Hooters And a broke hood bitch even cuter Give me brain, she the tutor, I’m the student End up fucking all the hoes I went to school with She stupid, now I’m a genius, acting like they forgot the facts I shot my strap, was balling for about two hours ‘fore he got snapped Free my homies, this for the projects and the college cats Gave away scholarships from my lil partners, passing out the stacks Cool ass nigga, still Cashville’s hottest act Just copped a spot in AZ and in Vegas, he must got a sec I holler grind hard, and I mean it Why you sound like that? Cause I’m leaning On it, sincerely yours, a genius wrote it [Hook] [Verse 3 – Petty] Hey, let me get it then Fuck rap, jump back, be the [?] Getting paid, switch blade, cut that like a middleman Pull up all black in a minivan Imma kill em when it’s cold out Leave a nigga with his soul out Then I roll out, fuck it, say a genius wrote it Ain’t no [?], uh uh, they don’t know about nothing Young Aristotle, I’mma a [?] starter Check, I go hella harder You can tell apart a motherfucker like me easy Got a Socrates like philosophy Prophesize every prophecy that my prophets see Wonder what’ll make em start with me I know that it’s hard to be, got a flow that can part the seas My heart disease, bitch Better check the signs, you don’t wanna be the next to die It affects the time, so a nigga gon respect my mind Petty Cain, I’m a rap god Ride a beat, say a genius wrote it Real niggas, real bitches love it When I kick the bucket, RIP Bironas This that shit that gon last forever No dream, I know it, say a genius wrote it King decoded, never let a ho between the focus Said a genius wrote it Do my dirt alone, I don’t want a nigga singing on me Say a genius wrote it And if you ain’t want it when I read up homie Then I seen [?], said a genius wrote it