Regulators

[Hook: T-Painl] Can I choose how I live? Kind of car I should whip? Kind of job I should get? Yeah, man I call bullshit Oh no, you regulators We the new regulators (yeah) Can I choose how I live? Kind of car I should whip? Kind of job I should get? Yeah, man I call bullshit All of you regulators We the new regulators (oh no, no) [Verse 1: Rafael Casal] All your new shit sound the same Guess, now we all do cocaine Long hair, don't care, guess I'm Cobain Ain't gonna be no fucking gain if there's no pain Okay, cut it open, grind it up Spread it, pack it, roll it, load it up I just need my potion in here And then kill 'er well, kill 'er well, kill'er well Uh, arigatou Sunglasses look like I got me Yoko Attitude look like I'm snatchin' your ho Mentality far too advanced for that though Oh, got my own thing you can visit Used to be on Henny now we just Jamison it Rockin' like a motherfucker, I ain't got no limit I'm a headbanger, boy, get wit it [Hook: T-Pain] Can I choose how I live? Kind of car I should whip? Kind of job I should get? Yeah, man I call bullshit All of you regulators We the new regulators (oh no, no) [Verse 2: Daveed Diggs] Codeine, codeine, yeah we need that Double cup everywhere that we be at Ain't tryin' to feel nothin' but these raps Y'all sleep, can't breathe, get a C-PAP Pssh, that's that shit Whatever you want bruh, pass that shit They playin' my song bruh, slap that shit I look like I'm all a fact of fiction Diction too good when I ain't lit So I stay lit but can't say the same shit E'ryone else sayin' the game, spit flame in the ear She at home playin' wit her clit Y'all made the blueprint too basic Then regulated the way we can make it Bay Boys been busy setting fire to fake shit Up in the crucible, meltin' this heavy metal Been bettin' against this forever Bitchin' it's time to settle [Hook: T-Pain] Can I choose how I live? Kind of car I should whip? Kind of job I should get? Yeah, man I call bullshit All of you regulators We the new regulators (Oh no, no, no) [Verse 3: Rafael Casal] First verse was just to get the basics acclimated On my level I'm a complicated fellow Fuck with the suckers who playin' dress up and turn 'em yellow Son and you puppets are bigger burdens within the ghetto I rocked and I roll I black music well I rap for the soul That's the funk you smell Berkeley boy born 'n bred I'm a damn hippy Augmentine grown and mean in the crack city Hella dreams 'bout the cream dollars Yao Ming yelling loud things making crowds scream it out with me Don't fit in no box I am much greater If all the boys need a box I'm a box maker But Rafa self indulgence finds itself repulsive You're too well read enough to not showcase intelligence Do not perpetuate the premise of poverty stricken novelty by letting some exec define your relevance, boy [Hook: T-Pain & (Rafael Casal)] Can I choose how I live? (Can I choose how I live, live, live?) Kind of car I should whip? (Kind of car I should whip, whip, whip?) Kind of job I should get? (Kind of job I should get, get, get?) Yeah, man I call bullshit All of you regulators We the new regulators [Outro: T-Pain] Get it on my own So just leave me alone When I'm in my zone 'Til I'm on my throne To all of you regulators We're the new regulators Oh no, no, no