Detroit Pistons
Lyrics
Greg beats hit my line like wassup
With the collab, I said wassup
Imma do it for the days when I couldn't get a beat
I was just tryna rhyme like busta
Nowadays rappers don't hit back
Cuz we body MC's, MC's don't trust us
I been scribbling rhymes in the pad
Since the red KD's that I got on custom, uh
Now they all ripped up
I done had juice since I sipped that shit out the sip cup
Nowadays lame ass dudes in style
But I ain't switching up for the crowd it'll come around
They don't walk that walk, but I run around
They'll talk that talk then duck a while
Then they act like friends when they see me
Put some gas in the air like bnb
Kick back with the wifey dnd,
These dudes don't like seeing me achieve
Its a shame cuz I wanted y'all with me
Do you wanna be a Kanan or a 50?
Do you wanna be a man, or a man of God
A man He'll put His hand upon
Man most these dudes try to please they mans
Fore they please they girl, or the plan of God
It's all sheep in goat skin camouflage
Can't stand em dawg, cuz they all fake
Like parfaits and bald fades
Everybody love jack but pretend to hate
Y'all buy new kicks 'fore you renovate
I'd buy my girl a whip 'fore I spend a thing
But y'all bag less girls than Ellen can
They been sleeping on me since MMA
If you rock with me put ya fist in
Just like a Detroit Piston
In high school we couldn't listen
Had too much weed in the system, uh
3 years and we finally cleansing
Cuz we never were the guys they said man
I believed it, I was a jit then
Man they tried to define me I let them
If you rock with me put ya fist in
Just like a Detroit piston
I remember when we was freshman
And they hated on me tryna spit then
6 years and they finally listen
I just had to keep grinding and wishing
I just needed divine intervention
I just needed to find and accept Him
Greg beats hit my line like kill these, bet
Imma have 'em on they heels like billies
Can't ignore these stakes like philly
They be wanting me to fail like "will he"?
I been trying not to sin sincerely
Lot of guys try to check me, weirdly
Like I walk in the room and they talk down to me
Took a while to realize they fear me
I ain't trying to get touchy feely
But it's hard with this love hate thing going on
With me and the American in me
And to add how my parents did me
Imagine them being so rich
That they leased you a whip
Brand new, hand you, the keys, just a few weeks
Then take it back cuz they never planned to leave it with me
So it sat in the driveway the rest of the lease, and they paid monthly
Just to let me walk by it
Wouldn't give me lunch money, Micky D's diet
Couldn't get too low though I am still flyest
Thirty-six jersey, thought I was Brian
Westbrook, they said I shouldn't even try it
Screw it, I'll just start rhyming
You don't turn water into wine by whining
Toxic folk try to change you like climate
I'm tryna move that mountain, not climb it
Remember those parents used to call me a drug dealer
Parents of the kids who just kept on buying it
Had to give it up had to get into alignment
I had assignments
Only I could do
Remember ducking police on the avenue
I did what I had to do
I was never that dude, but I had to
Greg beats hit my line like wassup
With the collab, I said wassup
Imma do it for the days when I couldn't get a beat
I was just tryna rhyme like busta
Nowadays rappers don't hit back
Cuz we body MC's, MC's don't trust us
I been scribbling rhymes in the pad
Since the red KD's that I got on custom, uh
Now they all ripped up
I done had juice since I sipped that shit out the sip cup
Nowadays lame ass dudes in style
But I ain't switching up for the crowd it'll come around
They don't walk that walk, but I run around
They'll talk that talk then duck a while
Then they act like friends when they see me
Put some gas in the air like bnb
Kick back with the wifey dnd,
These dudes don't like seeing me achieve
Its a shame cuz I wanted y'all with me
Do you wanna be a Kanan or a 50?
Do you wanna be a man, or a man of God
A man He'll put His hand upon
Man most these dudes try to please they mans
Fore they please they girl, or the plan of God
It's all sheep in goat skin camouflage
Can't stand em dawg, cuz they all fake
Like parfaits and bald fades
Everybody love jack but pretend to hate
Y'all buy new kicks 'fore you renovate
I'd buy my girl a whip 'fore I spend a thing
But y'all bag less girls than Ellen can
They been sleeping on me since MMA
If you rock with me put ya fist in
Just like a Detroit Piston
In high school we couldn't listen
Had too much weed in the system, uh
3 years and we finally cleansing
Cuz we never were the guys they said man
I believed it, I was a jit then
Man they tried to define me I let them
If you rock with me put ya fist in
Just like a Detroit piston
I remember when we was freshman
And they hated on me tryna spit then
6 years and they finally listen
I just had to keep grinding and wishing
I just needed divine intervention
I just needed to find and accept Him
Greg beats hit my line like kill these, bet
Imma have 'em on they heels like billies
Can't ignore these stakes like philly
They be wanting me to fail like "will he"?
I been trying not to sin sincerely
Lot of guys try to check me, weirdly
Like I walk in the room and they talk down to me
Took a while to realize they fear me
I ain't trying to get touchy feely
But it's hard with this love hate thing going on
With me and the American in me
And to add how my parents did me
Imagine them being so rich
That they leased you a whip
Brand new, hand you, the keys, just a few weeks
Then take it back cuz they never planned to leave it with me
So it sat in the driveway the rest of the lease, and they paid monthly
Just to let me walk by it
Wouldn't give me lunch money, Micky D's diet
Couldn't get too low though I am still flyest
Thirty-six jersey, thought I was Brian
Westbrook, they said I shouldn't even try it
Screw it, I'll just start rhyming
You don't turn water into wine by whining
Toxic folk try to change you like climate
I'm tryna move that mountain, not climb it
Remember those parents used to call me a drug dealer
Parents of the kids who just kept on buying it
Had to give it up had to get into alignment
I had assignments
Only I could do
Remember ducking police on the avenue
I did what I had to do
I was never that dude, but I had to
Writer(s): Jack Yanagi
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