Blasphemy

Lyrics

[Verse 1: JL] Maybe I'm misinterpreted maybe I'm undeservin But I never asked for any respect I quietly earn it, quiet the critics Buy it and list the giant was forming Denying this now was dumb See the sides of the shit is shortened Inside of em numb Lack of recognition isn't important, when I am the one Check with an intention to get much more than the average crumb Low cal frowning I'm done, no bow down when I come Time mine hating is run down my mating You bums time bomb waiting I'm done with it, leave this spittage insane Or leaving ain't gon get it In the city of sins since winner I'm since bigger Consider it a hand that deliver resent Bitter a bit but then it hit Big winner suddenly you the shit This ride too full, sign up on your dick Inside true fool try not to forget Where you started and the niggas you started it with [Chorus: Nesto The Owner] This shit is blasphemy Which one of you niggas would pass for me Wait I just have to see I always hear you what you ask of me So how the hell you gon be mad at me Just wait till I'm gone (wait) You gon run me back (wait) You gon run it back [Verse 2: Nesto The Owner] They say that I changed up cause I don't wear the same stuff And I'm new to the suburbs and I don't come back to hang much I'm the man in the city and telling niggas I came up On the stage with celebrities every week was the same stuff Opened for 50 and the Lunatics in the same months A couple months prior was Wiz Khalifa you lame fucks Hate it cause J Cole and Tecca Ninna both let me rock they arenas On my penis and I ain't seen a million like Christina Wow, funny how niggas hating me now And I ain't even have the chance to open the game like a cow I'm just switching up the style We the shit like a bow Movement the flow is stupid I picture it with the doctor mound Plus I had me a child still I rep for the town Through me KC and Philly is connected like unibrows Woah now, even homies turned on me that's a fact Even with Instagram, I didn't picture that [Chorus: Nesto The Owner] This shit is blasphemy Which one of you niggas would pass for me Wait I just have to see I always hear you what you ask of me So how the hell you gon be mad at me Just wait till I'm gone (wait) You gon run me back (wait) You gon run it back [Verse 3: Marley Young] Truthfully indeed I've always been the shit since Emmitt Smith Sparring trading bars with the whole B. Hood clique I go back with all them negroes since dopeboys was our heroes But like Leos being broke won't feed a room for these egos Never let some CDs sell a ringtone Break the ring finger to the marriage of the street code that we on Let bygones be bygones Can't think of nothing but Zoo gone Feeling like I gotta do something every time I throw Mr. Cool on Other side of the pillow still riding down for my niggas And we niggas and I just talkin bullshit in these writtens Damn that shit'll be blasphemy if you ask me Cause ill blast a nigga if you ask me If your last name got hit em gang You rep the shit that I'm messing with And not jeffin like new niggas is Cause back then it was innocent We really knew who was who and then Damn I just had an epiphany Thinking this lil verse on the scripture my nigga sent to me Its blasphemy [Chorus: Nesto The Owner] This shit is blasphemy Which one of you niggas would pass for me Wait I just have to see I always hear you what you ask of me So how the hell you gon be mad at me Just wait till I'm gone (wait) You gon run me back (wait) You gon run it back