Never Wrote

Lyrics

[Chorus] Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I never wrote Up in my studio getting blowed To the illest shit I ever spoke Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I never wrote Up in my studio getting blowed To the illest shit I ever spoke [Verse 1] They say I'm the 2Pac of Texas And you ain't got to like it but I bet you gon' respect it I really be one deep it ain't just hanging off my necklace I need to take a shit but my schedule be so hectic Them people trying to send me up the road again They don't want to see me drive my Bentley up the road again Racist motherfuckers when i go to court they show me them They know i'm innocent but they don't give a fuck Z-Ro won't win And then they wonder why my attitude the way it is I'm rich but they still think I'ma rob 'em that's just the way it is Leave church on a Sunday they don't give a fuck what day it is In front of me and behind me I can tell what type of day this is It's a shame I got to walk around with bond money I ain't got a receipt though the crooked cop gon' take some from me He say he smell that loud I told him find it and let me know I smelled it too but he couldn't find it and had to let me go [Chorus] Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I never wrote Up in my studio getting blowed To the illest shit I ever spoke Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I never wrote Up in my studio getting blowed To the illest shit I ever spoke [Verse 2] 21 gun salute Dressed in black gators and an Italian cut suit When the camera start flashing I disappear into the crowd like Poof These little rappers round town think they live like me Hope they survive and they get to see 39 like me Even gotta hustle in your sleep to be on your grind like me Turn into sunlight dipped in chrome, is how you shine like me They living fantasies, nigga but this the real-world here Where all the grown women at? Ain't nothing but little girls here These reality shows got all these hoes acting like thots And Facebook is the brand new bible that's why relationships flop And instead of breaking up a fight, we record it and holler "WorldStar!" Could have saved a life instead another death on WorldStar If Martin Luther King came back I wonder what he would say Cops kill us, we riot, When we kill each other, it's okay We need to get our priorities in line, or be a grandparent Before you realize we was running out of time the whole time [Chorus] Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I never wrote Up in my studio getting blowed To the illest shit I ever spoke Hoping my thug motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I never wrote Up in my studio getting blowed To the illest shit I ever spoke