Opprotunities & Oppositions Are Cousins

Lyrics

[Intro] August Fanon, we ain't for nan (La-la) Crazy [Verse] Cruising through my old hood with confidence It looks like Baghdad, was bombing it (Boom) Pulled over the hot box, smelled like a couple skunks was in it They wonder what the smell was, I said, "none ya business" I done been in bullshit-ass competitions Rappers wanna take a spot of mine (Huh?), better keep doing your mama's dishes Opportunities and oppositions starting to look alike Perform, really good venues book me twice Catch me outside lookin' nice, cologne was fire honey (Mm) Remember me looking all bummy and dusty? Now I look good, old chicks is tryna fuck (Bae) To get my attention, that's rather unlucky Suicide watch on the rise, check on ya peoples Too busy doin' dumb shit, tryna flex on ya peoples I'm riding on a giraffe with the Denim Tears jacket with the curly hair lookin' like the old Mario Van Peebles You smoke [?], I pull up in trucks wildin' My whole style is like a double album (La-la) My eyes so dangerous, I used to get in trouble for browsin' Back in the days, we look for the fake homie to clown, to be the [?], you must have the spirit All my souls united, the frontier was distant (Woo) American airlines to a opp crib to do more than visit (Woo) Click clack, that's it, bitch