The Disrespect

Lyrics

[Intro] (I think Knowledge made another slapper, man) I think Knowledge made another slapper, man, I ain't gon' cap That's hard Double twin turbo coupe, smokin' gas behind this tint Yeah [Chorus] The disrespect that these niggas try to hit you with Gang puttin' on for the city just like Jeezy, 2010 Double twin turbo coupe, I'm smokin' gas behind this tint Without me, keep it G, a lot of you niggas wouldn't exist I'm too certified, hold it down for us, I'm on my brothers' side I could've whacked a nigga just off that pain I seen in my mama eyes I quit codeine forever even though that was my cope 'Cause rеgardless of the fact, nigga, that shit was still dope [Verse 1] Seen my daddy sеllin' soap, tryna get it, tryna stay afloat Back against the ropes, I came out swingin' like a cholo, bro I'm 'bout my bag for real, you see it, nigga, this shit on the floor The timing be so off, you switched it up, we was gon' blow All this pain up in my body, I had to shake it off, yeah Stand on business, I'm the realest, I can't go out soft My dog was in that county fightin' sixty years for clappin' shit He called me every day, I told him I was on my rappin' shit He told me to stay focus and regardless if they don't notice Yeah, you the truest, run it up, I bet they knew this Ain't got no love for that bitch, don't do no stick shift when I'm cruisin' If they get behind me, put this bitch in sport, then I lose 'em, yeah, yeah Yeah, these niggas cap rappin' They backdoorin' they real friends, niggas ass-backwards Presi' on me all white, look like a chicken, nigga I feel like Babyface Ray, what's the business, nigga? I can't get up out these streets, I guess I'm in 'em, nigga, yeah Turnin' up for all my friends that ain't here no more, yeah Catch me on that flight, I'm tryna live some more, yeah Your nigga ain't nothin' like me, he like the little bro, yeah, uh No disrespect, yeah See this ice up on my neck, leave a nigga wet, yeah What you put up in this shit, that's what you gon' get, yeah Played the fiend, I ain't never played the internet, yeah Travis Scotts up on my feet, big ol' bag when I get fee Yellow vibe up in my bed, you know I love a Chun-Li Better not post me on the 'Gram, we gon' keep this shit discreet I'm gon' stunt on everybody who said they ain't needed me Petty shit, charged a high for niggas ain't get me on past that feature Hit it once, kicked her to the curb, that bitch was actin' like a diva Know some niggas that slime you out just for a pint of that Wockeisha Set it off up in this bitch like Lil Boosie, not Latifah [Chorus] The disrespect that these niggas try to hit you with Gang puttin' on for the city just like Jeezy, 2010 Double twin turbo coupe, I'm smokin' gas behind this tint Without me, keep it G, a lot of you niggas wouldn't exist I'm too certified, hold it down for us, I'm on my brothers' side I could've whacked a nigga just off that pain I seen in my mama eyes I quit codeine forever even though that was my cope 'Cause regardless of the fact, nigga, that shit was still dope [Verse 2] Married to the game, remember the day that we eloped I slid the ring up on her finger, she said, "It's somethin' that you should know It's some people in your corner that's gon change on you for sure I know you put on for your city, but they gon' hate on you the most"