Al Pacino
Lyrics
Fuck them other niggas
Cause I ride for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas
Cause I ride for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas
I ride for my niggas
I'd die for my Niggas
So fuck them other niggas
Fuck them other niggas
Cause I ride for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas
Cause I ride for my niggas
Fuck them other niggas
I ride for my niggas
I'd die for my niggas
So fuck them other niggas
Tell me who do you love
Tell me who's the most hated
They doubt the shine while your grinding but throwing shade when you made it
Who's ahead of their time
Who they label the greatest
Like it or not love or hate it
You seen my name on your playlist
I'm a pro with the flows but I'm a king with the cadence
They run their mouth on the go
Know they won't stick by they're statements
I must acknowledge it though
So your attention is payment
I'll paint the picture of how a city rose grow from the pavement
My perspective pearlescent as eve
All that ain't right is brought to light I ain't stressing the error
Single handedly with the mic I'm progressing the era
So let's get this together
With 9 tapes in 5 years you're not witnessing better
Out here the scores are never settled in the belly of the beast
Just a rebel know there's rarely ever peace
Shit is cut throat
Whether you hate it or love it
Can't get enough
I'm like a surgeon how I stay in the cut
Tell me who do you love
Let's bring it back to the facts
I'm getting back to the basic
Mapped out my way to the bank and then laugh it off in their faces
Patience is key to the game
And dreams are just what you make it
Head to the streets nothing changed
I'm real so I couldn't fake it
Stake through the heart of these bloodsuckers
Steak on my plate but I played my part with these motherfuckers
Flagrant debates but I made my mark on these motherfuckers
I'm far from status of which I came
You average as all these rappers and package it all the same I'm honest
There's a lot of thing in need of mention
So it seems I need to teach a bro a lesson about what he addressing
If you get salad you do need a dressing
I got my palate up and frankly I been adding up no need for flexing
Draft pick night reminiscing when I ain't have shit
I'm manifesting my future using my passion
The beauty in the grind ain't everlasting nigga
It seem that real is out of fashion with you
Tell me who do you love?
Writer(s): Antonio Barrera
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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