Simba

Yeah It's Fayettenam nigga Yeah It's for the Ville, nigga, uh Straight out the Ville and I made it Like a villain I'm hated I see em grillin' I ate it though Finna blow - inflatable That's undebatable, uh, I'm giving niggas Food for thought, the flow is catered yo I'm never faded though Haters wanna see me broke, but me and the dough related, ho It's like my only son, where I go, he comes Niggas dumb to be braggin' bout that stupid shit Nah, I don't stunt on niggas I show em how to do this shit, I'm somethin' like Light-skin version of the very same baby That The Virgin Mary Raised, that's word to e'rything Nigga, life a scary game but I'm playin', you sucker niggas Lie in e'rything that you sayin', shame on y'all You tryna ball with the game on pause A nigga pull the thing on y'all, y'all stain y'all draw Fuck you niggas but this ain't raw dawg, I got protection Lethal weapons and they aim on y'all, I'm like the man on mars I'm high as hell, watch me blow like I exhaled I excel in this rap shit 'cause y'all spittin' that wack shit Now every nigga suddenly be rapping' 'bout that trap shit So while you nigga copycat the cats that made classics I just massacre the streets, I'm the master of the beats And the rhymes, I'm rappin' for the freaks and the dimes And I shine like a motherfuckin' diamond You shine like a motherfuckin' dime, That's word to my mom I don't mind if you niggas hate, just know you hatin' On that nigga, nigga get it straight, I'm spittin' hungry like Ain't shit up on my dinner plate, the kind of flow that Make a nigga hyperventilate, uh, see, let me demonstrate I grew up with nothin', it hurt me to see my mother poor The pops a nigga ever seen around was Huxtable And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzle for Look how the buzz'll grow, ballin' 'till the buzzer blow Man, I'm hungry, does it show? Ain't nuttin' funny, fuck a joke I'm gettin' money 'til my pockets need a tummy tuck, I hope You niggas woke now, impermanently send you to hell You meet the devil, sign a permanent lease, word on the streets Is I'm the prince nigga check the splendor, and I can't wait To be the king, nigga: Young Simba, word on the streets Is I'm the prince nigga check the splendor, and I can't wait To be the king, nigga: Young Simba, nigga, yeah Uh uh It's for the Ville nigga It's for the real niggas Yeah J Cole nigga It's uh uh The Come Up nigga