Revenge of the Nerd

by 607

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released 07 June 2015

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Track Name: Quiet Desperation
The quiet desperation of your selfie tells me you rich, but you ain't healthy
Workin hard just to buy shit you don't need to impress a bunch of folk you don't like but you wanna make em jealous?

You a sick individual i'ma say it for you
Won't hear me lyin tombout I'm prayin for you
Give a damn if they understand, call me lost , I know who the fuck I am
The e-a the r-f the e-a-r
Get the respect and the check cuz we ain't yall
Mockin hits, hoppin dicks like a teenage broad
Review the timline you can see they fraud
When the jerseys popped saw em put on jerseys
When No Limit was poppin they was sayin ya heard me
Screw start jumpin and they start comin down
Meanwhile slide to the geek side of town (it's me)
Nerd superb rain boots and Levis
Functional fashion and flick a factory g-ride
Suckas following trends and can't see why I be fly,
cuz they done ate booty and got the pink eye
Saw it happen wit Ed Hardy and True Religion
Looked at my gloves crazy, while they wore glitter
Be yourself don't wait for people to do it witcha
EAT BOOTY CUZ YOU WANNA EAT BOOTY NIGGA!

Yeeeeaaaaah, you ain't slick
I left came back and you still ain't shit
Taxtime shawty takin IG pics
Cuz he done begged his baby mama to carry the kid
I don't participate in the mockery so they knockin me and my philosophy
But I'm ready for anarchy
I study Anne Moody yall fuckin with androgyny
Look the words up bitch don't bother me

Ima get you a stopwatch, so you can stop watchin me and make yo block hot
Blow too much gas, you need a stopcock
Youn know what that mean either?!
Got damn you stupid, that mean yo kid ain't smart,
just smarter than you and that shit ain't hard
What you doin tryna rap? you got legacy problems
And yo baby mama man of the house? MY GOD

Whoever don't believe in the behemoth will surrender as I render you anemic,
What make it so baaaaad I ain't even at my zenith
I got em so maaaaad don't eem want me on the remix
They just don't know
If my team full of liars and club hustlas
It's gone be some friendly fire in this mothafucka
Give a damn what they understand, call me cruel, I know who the fuck I am

The e-a the r-f the e-a-r
Get the respect and the check cuz we ain't yall
Mockin hits hoppin dicks like a teenage broad
I don't talk to workers, lemme see they boss (aay!)

When they mappin my plays I call a audible
Nothin but chillin, I'm killin, I feel remarkable
You'll never understand the real
Cuz I'm still standin you still standin still
Track Name: Felony (Original)
Felony felony fuck is you sayin
You want it, we can, I ain't for the playin
Urban decay and Arterial spray what I grew up around
Yo death in demand

Do it to the fullest- Bitch I bully the bullies
I got felons wit fullies they support the movement something like a pulley
Track Name: I Can't Unsee ft Rod-D and Errol Westbrook
They say bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
(But) niggas ain't either so I keep me a heater
Women hard to find so I stay on my grind
Baby mama did me ugly put that shit out my mind
Been alive a long time but don't feel like I'm livin
Seem like God bless me just enough to keep me from clickin
If I'm bein greedy I'm sorry he got to forgive me
I just want me some sides with this rotisserie chicken

Seen a coward tryna sell his dead homeboy strap
Before they even had the funeral
Sold his crack and didn't give nothin to the family, it's part of the game
My circle small but niggas might do me the same

Walkin wit Ross my eyes got buck, I screamed
Pile of wood look just like the dead body I seen
I ain't know his name but his face stuck in my mind
And it pop up in my head at the craziest times
Track Name: GameChanger
GameChanger (x2) 607 he a GameChanger
I was yikin fore I got a strap, whoopin niggas wit a wire hanger
Young, dumb, full of melanin
None of my homies was felons then
Money ruined my development
Went from skippin rocks to sellin them
Creepin crawlin like a gecko lizard, foreign motor wit the mechanism
Crazy put me on that Big Mike, I can't play it cuz it make me miss him
Record labels? Fuck majors, they come to town and I upstage em
Tech 9 turned off all the bass and i still kilt it- that was hatin

I been sittin zackly where they found me, realest nigga in Pulaski County
If you talkin greatness I got to be in the conversation, ain't no way around it
Second hand (x2) always movin like the second hand fuck the club bitch I got the streets, that's where you can hear my records playin
I ain't goin I ain't goin, fuck the penal farm I ain't goin
Dubb said the pen ain't the spot, had to tell him I'm already knowin
Super jaded, they was aggravated, I could see the hatin they aint have to say it
Niggas steady lyin help me everytime make the truth sound fascinating

Don't nobody help you when you on yo face; see you gettin money they gone speculate
Heard em say I changed when I came through,
Been a long time, you should change too
Love the shit you doin, tell you it's important,
then hate you when you get attention for it
See me out and be like 'po up'
Bitch nigga know what? (Ay)

Marathon (x2) steady dodging them decepticons
Worldwide wit my campaign, city niggas wouldn't let me run
All a dream it was all dream, far away from the drop broughams,
Royal Crown grease and hot combs, cookin neckbones in Stockholm

They sicka dis, they sicka Dat
Pockets on E can do nothin but snack
They get a knife, they could use it to work
But they rather put that shit in yo back

Food for thought, I got me a spoon
He don't want knowledge that niggas a coon
In some cases the complacent black people be worse than a racist I hate them buffoons

I was tryna figure out how I could make a detonator as a second grader
Fast forward still goin hard, got the boy arguin wit his old lady
Ion like her ima still take her, build her up and rehabilitate her
She'll be married in the next year, I ain't trippin baby you can thank me later
Track Name: Nobody Wanna Hear That
Now everybody wanna know the truth about a nigga named 6
I see him wit the gloves, is he really wit the shit?
Bitch I ain't hard to find, know exactly where I'm at
Where I shot the video wit all the straps
Lil Rock!
That's the name of my hometown, niggas frown cuzzam crowned and my name is all around
Suckas havin a fit though and that's a pity,
Cuz I ain't doin it for me I'm doin it for the city
The enemy of my enemy is my friend,
That shit make sense on paper but I'm shootin at all you bitches bout that playin
It might not be no heaven, you can't tell me ain't no hell
Block hot got me peelin off layers
Ratta tatta gotta wear a bulletproof vest
Cuz they be keepin secrets when it's ana on they chest
The rocket in the trunk, yoppa in the armrest
I'd rather get some money nigga fuck- the plex
I'm comin like this and I'm comin directly
Don't be shootin slugs letitbe known if you checkin me
Sucka punchin for dem suckas don't throw shade
Drop yo kid off RUN MY FADE!
yikes! Aye!

U freakin, u ballin, u plugged, u bossin, u thug? Idwhts
U flexin, finessin, no stressin, u wreckin, got plex? Idwhts
U freakin, u ballin, u plugged, u bossin, u thug? Idwhts
You heavy in the street? You promise you gone pay me next week? Don't nobody wanna hear that shit!

Cops give a damn about a ne-gro
Pull the trigger kill a nigger he's a he-ro
Shoot Sunday retire on moooonday
Raised 500k on gofundme

Protests won't help the cause
Pour grease and oil on the streets of chenal
Tear the railroad tracks up an be through (fuck it)
They can't have peace til the niggas get a piece too
And you coons say it ain't about race
You might as well put a white sheet on yo face
Black friday shoppin ass biiitch
Hope a cop murder your kid then see what you say
Track Name: Letter to the Sun
They call me the moon,
I made love to the sun-
We rarely awake at the same time but it's fun
You know opposites attract,
We don't always agree-
The sun seem to think it's more important than me
We compete for the affection of the earth with shine
I light the pathways in her darkest times
And the sun help her grow, we a helluva team
But a solar eclipse is my fondest dream
The shadow I cast is temporary and sweet
If Earth know who I am, she'll be more complete
The sun calls me names, bringin climate change- for certain
Don't you know that global warmin'll hurt her?
Now you got too much power, won't look me in the eye
Promise you don't got to lie, we share the same sky
But you killin the balance, what about our lil girl?
Your hot emotions could spark the end of the world
And I'm powerless

Heeyy, you abusing your power
Heeyy, i ain't tryna flex
To tell the truth, I got no regrets
Baby girl I forgive but I can't forget
We don't have to be in love
I want your respect...
She watchin you, We got a job to do

Picture the world with no moon, a dark spot in my place
Earth spinnin off it's axis, lost in space
Protected you with my face, from all the asteroids
Anything for my girl, the universe could destroy me
I would say it's all worth it just to see you evolve
Smoothin out your rough edges with the tides I cause
The sun- can't do it all alone I'm strong
Without me- days would only be 6 hours long
Look at all the other moons in the galaxy chillin
Not concerned with the planets they surround; but I'm willin
To give you all my attention, face locked, no lookin up
Somehow the sun STILL think I'm not good enough
I wish I could fix it, I just wanna love her
I keep tryin cuz if I leave both of yall gone suffer
And you killin the balance, what about our lil girl?
Your hot emotions could spark the end of the world
I feel powerless

Heeyy, you abusing your power
Heeyy, i ain't tryna flex
To tell the truth, I got no regrets
Baby girl I forgive but I can't forget
We don't have to be in love
I want your respect...
She watchin you, We got a job to do
Track Name: For My Last Name ft. ItsJusBobby
I'm hustlin can't let these haters make me out a lie
So sir if you'll excuse me I'm gone go out and get mine
They tell me take my time but wit me it's do or die
I GOSTA do it big I ain't happy doin fine

See I do it for my last name (x2)
It's not for me it's for the family
Yeah I hustle for my last name

Mama named me Adrian, my first name great,
I done kicked it, now it's time to get my last name straight
My daughter don't know gangstas, she don't know skippin showers
And ima keep it like that as long as it's in my power
Ain't tryna leave her money, ain't tryna leave her land
Tryna leave her with knowledge and the blueprint of a man
I'd like to give her stuff I missed out on- but that's ego
I'm gone give her the skills to go get and maintain what SHE want

I don't hate my life I hate my circumstances
Homies takin fed chances and doin dances -
I'm tryna start a bitness cuz it's all gamblin
But apathy and ignorance worse than cancer
That's what that is so I got no choice but to go fed
Heart beatin so hard I can feel it in my forehead
Weezin like it's allergy season battered and bleedin
But I do it like a dog in the mud for my people
Track Name: She Miss Me
Been a good minute since I heard from you
Last convo you was real fly
Said you had new boo swerved on me
Sum like a soul mate, big shot
Then I get a accidental text from you
Accidental in quotatiooooons
I was like no problem have a good day
You was keepin up a conversatioooon

Wonda what done happened sum ain't right
I'm tryna read between ya lil slick comments
I wanna say you got somebody in ya life
Cuz after 5 ion never hear from you

I won't overthink it I can be your friend
You don't got to worry ima keep it clean
But when you send me hugs and a kiss then start reminiscing - I know what that mean

HOOK

Saw you at The Fold lookin super throwed
I was picking up a couple chicken breasts
Standin at the do ordered it to-go
I was tryna see why we didn't kick it yet

You said I was never ever serious
I wasn't what you wanted tried to take it fast
Cut me off point blank period
Was kinda disappointed but I wasn't mad

Found you a TJ Combo
Ya mama gone be happy when she meet hiiiiim
But he don't ever laugh at your dumb jokes
Goofy girls that's my weakneeeeeess

I won't overthink it I can be your friend
You don't got to worry ima keep it clean
But when you said buy me a drink wit a smile and a wink aye I know what that mean

Tell me do you miss me
Cuz ain't nothin wrong wit it
We can keep it innocent
Few words on the phone wit it
Tell me do ya miss me
Even though we got history
Yall got a cool thing
But me and you got chemistry
He know exactly what to dooooo
Take ya all the right places
But he can't read you
Don't know yo faces

You smooth I'm smooth we Loco bueno
I'm S-O cool cuz ain't no shame in my game
He look good on paper but what we got is something they can't explain
You took that for granted but I won't rub it in your face
But do you miss meeeeee (don't say it)
Track Name: Salute Dame Dash
The early Bird get the worm, so I'm up at 6, use that worm to catch a fish eat good in this bitch
Fish breath run off the women I won't get distracted, no trickin gone speed up the process of my paper stackin
That stack of paper get me tshirts, 3 bucks a pop
Buy some bandanas cut and sew on different color pockets
Doing that work kept me inside the crib and out the way
The streets make you spend money ain't no reason to stay
Just wait til Friday - hit all the barbershops wit a big smile and some cookies I sacked up for all the barbers and the stylists
So when I sell my shirts they got no problem wit it
Ain't no mo hard livin bitch I'm bout to start flippin
10 shirts cost me 30, bandanas cost a dollar, it take 3 to make 10 pockets we at 33 you follow?
Cookies and sacks costed me 10 homie stay wit me
Gas 2 and a half, 5 gallons is 12.50
I'm chargin 10 dollars I made a c-note
Minus my overhead I profit 44.50 I'll never be broke!
it take a few small flips to hit you a lick
Buy 24 shirts, they bulk priced a buck 86
Dame Dash, I understood you
If we bossed up, picture what we could do
Dame Dash they talkin filthy cuz they didn't like yo delivery but everybody ain't built for this salute to dame dash
Track Name: Mad At Me
My prayers slice through the humidity Disguised as a breeze, god why is they killin me?
I do what I can, they make me feel like I'm crazy
I look em in the eyes and say, 'I didn't make me'
I'm damaged and confused, that's my caveat emptor
The big earners don't ever get along with the spenders
We learned a bunch of rules, I'm the only one followin
And i don't understand this new language they hollering
But let me explain

I'm takin these chances out here hustlin
They think it's a game
I thought it was cool, it musta been nothin
They treat me the same
We was a team I claimed my spot
And was playin my role
But they didn't care if I'm happy or not, they just wanted control
It's hard adjusting to the way people perceive you
They plan your life to fit wit they procedures
It's crazy when it's nothin that you won't do
I did it all right and guess what I came home to?

Everybody mad at me (x3)
Don't matter if I'm happy, as soon as something happen
Everybody mad at me (x3)
No matter what I do

Now I'm chillin in my hole bumping backwards rock and roll
Playing keys in my Tron Supras
I can't control how they treat me
When I'm alone, it all makes sense
Today's a new version of how it's always been
Am I overreacting? Maybe it's nothin major
My grandma even told me God is hardest on his favorites
My ego at the door, every ounce of pride I swallowed it
I spoke to you politely, why you hollerin?

Let me explain

I'm takin these chances out here hustlin
They think it's a game
I thought it was cool, it musta been nothin
They treat me the same
We was a team I claimed my spot
And was playin my role
But they didn't care if I'm happy or not, they just wanted control
It's hard adjusting to the way people perceive you
They plan your life to fit wit they procedures
It's crazy when it's nothin that you won't do
I did it all right and guess what I came home to?

Everybody mad at me (x3)
Don't matter if I'm happy, as soon as something happen
Everybody mad at me (x3)
No matter what I do
Track Name: My Heart My Home
My heart my home in the south in small states where the secrets get kept
3 in the moooooanin you got the freeway to yourself
It's less to do but still I like it better
Cuz I can turn the music down and get my life together

We don't have the luxury of big populations to hide behind
So you got to make it right when you get outta line
Yall gone run into each other in a matter of time
Man up and everything'll be fine

stay prepared for the worst but we pray for the best, the south work hard, we ain't sced to sweat
I might be in the city or I might be at the lake
Barbecuin for no reason everybody get a plate
Riding down romine low speed I got food in the trunk,
Bout to slide down Tanya and dodge the bumps
Nothin compares to a southern summer
We in the city but nature right up the street from us
My heart live in the south