lirik lagu baskiat – mike shabb & nicholas craven
[intro]
[?] n*gga offer me everything but money
want no food?
i don’t want no food, i want more money
i wanna eat money, m*th*f*cka
i wanna eat money and sh*t change
[verse]
life is your canvas, paint that sh*t good
pull out that stick on me, i wish a n*gga would
but you won’t do that
repercussions gon’ be felt, best believe we finna shoot back (gat*gat*gat)
try to spend a day in my shoes, come get your shoe back
250 for the zip, b*tch, you smoking boof pack
sn*tch a n*gga chain, you ain’t getting your jewels back
my n*gga whipping coke with the chopstick
portable stove, the pyrex, we ’bout to rock sh*t
let that sh*t freeze for fifteen, then we hit the block and sh*t
my n*gga brought the key home, he like the locksmith
r.i.p. my n*gga
all these memories, i had to paint a good picture
i’m basquiat with it, i don’t feel good without ‘ya
the streets pulling me in, i’m just trying to stay out of it
i feel like we dem boys, and i’m proud of it
the block is hot as sh*t
police watching, but you know we ain’t stopping on my clock and sh*t
the white man steady trying to block my blessings
i did some sh*t in the past but now i learned my lessons
i’m focused on my sh*t, i stay applying pressure
i’m the lord of the ring, you know this my precious
this real life sh*t ain’t no science fiction
quipped y’all sh*t, my n*ggas iron whippin’
junkie said that dog food getting to him like he brian griffin
we some hyenas in the lion’s den
we took the big n*gga down by our d*mn selves
these n*ggas switching sides now
i gotta put this paper over my pride now
if you a real n*gga, what you lying bout?
if you a real n*gga, why you hiding out?
swear these rappers ain’t all that
n*ggas always tryna be something they not
i see through n*ggas like the metal detector
don’t wait until i leave your whole body on the stretcher (brrrr)
these n*ggas follow trends, my sh*t forever
[refrain]
these n*ggas follow trends, my sh*t forever
like for real, n*gga
my sh*t, forever n*gga
[outro]
yo t’es en train de diriger le monde dehors
you have everything
you have everything
you’re so f*cking relevant, you’re on point
you’re different, you need— you’re like—
you make me f*cking travel
*stutters*
j’sais plus quoi dire, g
j’sais plus quoi dire, bro
[skit]
this jock is—
drawer close to your turntable, baby
recognize, all my record buyers
turn your loudspeaker up loud
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