Sticks & Stones

Lyrics

[Intro] He came into the game and dominated Only to remain underrated the entire time Eventually he left, they begged him to stay They never appreciate you until you are gone Maybe he'll be reincarnated, with a vengeance Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha [Verse 1] I wore hoodies 3X size Banging since the Latin kings and the Niet Thuis Its murder something likе bobby nigga, GS9 Bring terror to your squad like a TS sign Back when R Kеlly had the song Fiesta Did a juks on the bus, the BX line In grade school I never been a reject kind Pap always got the new Jordans, he dress fly Bullshitters couldn't play me with that BS vibe Put the knuckle check on them during recess time Haters ask how we doing, tell 'em we just fine Hottest thing in the street since the PS5 Used to be nice, I'm still nice this ain't a throwback I'm not perfect and I ain't afraid to show that If I make a mistake I wouldn't hesitate to own that I just say pardon me like Trump did Wayne And Kodak [Chorus] You bluffin' you frontin' you buggin', cheap jewels keep hustlin' You struggling, you a rat, you nothing Papoose, big strong, two cousins [Verse 2] This freedom thrown down the drain Cause he ain't mentally free your bro such slave Acting like you so smart you know nothing man No amount of money could fix a broke fucking brain Acting like a kid and it's a cold blooded shame Grown men don't even act their own fucking age From the dark side I ain't see no sunny days Some hold grudges they carry those to their grave When you playing Cee-Lo is such a cold blooded game We play by the hood rules those never change If you not betting don't stick your nose in the game Don't be a cheerleader, that's so fucking lame Let em' get away with it then you then you chose to get played If his ass bet you, you either fold or you bang Niggas be calling me by a whole 'nother name The headcracker we both not the same If you roll a Brownsville deuce you on the road to get paid Most ace out, some niggas throw lucky tres Quick to poke something, keep a old bloody blade Might clap something, I got an old rusty gauge When it's time to work hard they show funny ways Asking for more handouts than a Go Fund Me page [Chorus] You bluffin' you frontin' you buggin', cheap jewels keep hustlin' You struggling, you a rat, you nothing Papoose, big strong, two cousins You bluffin' you frontin' you buggin', cheap jewels keep hustlin' You struggling, you a rat, you nothing Papoose, big strong, two cousins