Prod. @BigBagFTSlime
Lyrics:
Gotta stay sharp, you better step correctly
Don't doze off, you gotta watch your neck here
This is the Midwest, you better go respect it
In the hood I am protected, but I ain't gon test it
Gotta watch out for those random Lexus' and sexists
To be a man, you gotta have some mess ups
But they think they're perfectionists
I stay pristine, Mr. Clean
Don't throw tomatoes, lycopene
I'm just getting my green beans, don't be a pinchin
I'm staying schlick, what's the schtick
I'm laying bricks, don't be a brick
I'm on like a bitch, don't get it twisted
You gotta risk it for the biscuit
Get your ticket, you gotta rip it
Take a chance and flip it
You gotta go for the diamonds and gold
And forget the bigots
I'm just getting some traction, so where's the action at
I've been moving some things around, now I got a planned attack
It's not all black and white like a panda's back
I need more perfectly polished and sanded plaques
And as the country moves more towards private militias
Maybe we should form our own pack attack
Or am I a terrorist for even asking that
I'm an American, I'm fighting the fascists back
I'm ready, this ain't no time for glazed up pillow talk
Play this from the city to the cornstalks
I'm ready, I'll blaze a motherfucker if he's ready
They're stuck in the outer space and the 70s
It's time to get our nation together with brevity
Brotherly love or whatever it is
And stop treating people like untouchables and 'never again's
Try to see with some clarity
Because y'all should be motherfucking embarrassed
These sharks are everywhere, they're not just Under Paris
And they blame everything on the government or their parents
I would say peace is needed but y'all still ain't handled the Beef shit
And y'all can say I'm washed or I lost it all you want
But I'm a leader and once I get my money you'll believe in it
Cliff G
