Lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh look most of y'all Some of y'all skippin' on protocol Better not make my soda fall Mess around get mad choke a dog I'm telling y'all now what you need to do Better just watch who you speakin' too Swear to Bob, I ain't tryna get a peek atchu But I'll strike with the light if we fight Little homie that's pikachu Keep it cool Whole team on the scene with the Jesus juice Sound the alarm, Chief Keef is loose If I get shot I'ma bleed the truth Pop pop pop now my teeth is loose, I'm losing teeth I'm blackin' out I see two police They got a K-9 they removed the leash He ran past Chief Keef to the smoothie king The police scared so they ran away I woke up, thought I was the man today Had a lot of stuff that I planned to say Like the drunk uncle in the family Every week I hire a different hater to fix my refrigerator I tip em with pig-liver flavored pimple chips And give their number to every Jehova's witness in the city later [Pre-Chorus] Better get to the 54th level you nerds I don't rap I tap dance on the devil with words Two demons die per song like I meddle with turds Gave up being high on tree Cause it's better for birds Oh baby [Chorus] Long as God got me and He smiling while He watch me Then I ain't gotta prove myself to you I been on the grind for so long Grind grind for so long Tell me what I'm supposed to do I keep on going uppa Keep on going uppa Eatin' every demon tryna mess with me for suppa I keep on going uppa Keep on going uppa Eatin' every demon tryna mess with me for suppa Yo [Verse 2] I hardly started to partially carve my art in this market In Kindergarten started sniffing sharpie markers with Carter Ms.Barbara caught us and made us mark up a chart And we marched in a circle during lunch while all the kids was watching her starve us Sharper sharper we made the pencil with plans to avenge Wrote Santa for Christmas, put some demands on a wish list a mansion a Benz I'm like "Yo Santa you big cookie consuming milk mustache havin' fat man with no friends! make sure Ms.Barbara wakes up in a foreign land with her kids Till then I'm holding Mrs.Clause hostage so handle yo biz Foe I run up in your hood with water guns and my crew And I'm gone (gibberish) man I'm coming for you!" Yo I was angry as a kid until I grew up and got saved If I ain't never changed homeboy I'll probably be in my grave Or started up some sort of modern day NWA Clubbing with Dre and smashing every one with something to say Know what I'm saying? [Chorus] Long as God got me and He smiling while He watch me Then I ain't gotta prove myself to you I been on the grind for so long Grind grind for so long Tell me what I'm supposed to do I keep on going uppa Keep on going uppa Eatin' every demon tryna mess with me for suppa I keep on going uppa Keep on going uppa Eatin' every demon tryna mess with me for suppa [Bridge] Rap fast for no reason Rap fast for no reason Rap fast for no reason Rap fast for no reason Rap fast for no reason Rap fast for no reason Rap fast for no reason Rap fast for no [Verse 3] I'm finna get up in em with cinnamon lyicism And plenty of Twitter mentions to get the enemy envious Intuition is limited intermissions for little kids Spittin' writtens for pennies a Christian entering into it I'm giving you sentiments every little bit Remember the center of all sinners is getting rid of the penalty Everything you pretend to be Winning the men and women that's sitting in the penitentiaries Yo