I really don't like being too generic,
but I rap it on this track
just so you would hear it
Y 'all keep tellin' me
I rap about the same s**t,
rappin' bout d**k,
then I'm actin' more famous
But I be at the club doin'
my stancin'
Too many ba sic, I can't stand these
Cel ebrate with the team,
feelin' great doin' me
We just havin' a ball,
spillin' ace on my jeans
Bottles we didn't buy,
compliments from the owner
Why you playin' that guy
who playin' the friend's owner?
Just came to have fun,
can't take it so serious
Listen to my up,
you say I ain't a lyricist?
Feelin' like I gotta keep repeatin' myself
Y 'all got a problem with it,
y should be seekin' some help
Yeah, L2H, gotta deal with
You don't have to like it,
but respect it on some real
Ain't no one here changed,
still with the same friends
Even when I became what I am
Baby you could be my main,
but I don't know your name
Why you kickin' with the lames, huh?
Why you kickin' with the lames?
Bring your girls over here,
wanna hol la at your friends
Why you kickin' with the lames?
Drinkin' out one bottle
with ten of they friends, huh?
Team ridin' with me,
so you know we gotta roll deep
You might've heard this and that,
but nah, don't know me
Got a couple homies from the streets,
but they low -key
Peripheral vision,
gotta watch for the police
Uh, but I ain't about the negatives
Sleeping on the kid like you
been on sedatives
The mainstream, yeah,
you know I'm on par now
Let me wake your ****
up with the alarm now
Stand out, stand out,
the whole team shining
Drinks got me leaning
back with no reclining
Rapping for my people
and I put us on the map now
All about competition,
I ain't gonna back down
No opacity,
you fade into the background
Melt the whole industry,
I'm looking for the cash cow
All these **** wanna
go and chase the fame
Like she moved to the next,
to the next, on the same night
Ain't no one here changed,
still with the same friends
Even when I became what I am
Baby, you could be my main,
but I don't know your name
Why you kickin' with the lames, huh?
Why you kickin' with the lames?
Bring your girls over here,
wanna holla at your friends
Why you kickin' with the lames?
Drinkin' L1 by the wood,
tearin' up they friends, huh?
Why you kickin' with the lames, huh?
I know you tryna catch fame, yeah
We still bossin' with the real ones
Capone, double E, I got some
If you need some,
no room for egos in these,
Real like it is if you're just a gold niggin,
I kick a, off my table,
Thirsty little, can't function with the label,
Hanging with my PR,
I was born just a hood star,
Invited by JR,
Now we buying out the whole, bar,
So far we keeping the Trump tight,
Asians, Latinas,
and the Persians and whites,
All celebrating, who we became,
We still the same,
I ain't no one here changed,
still with the same friends
Even when I became what I am
Baby you could be my main,
but I don't know your name
Why you kickin' with the lames, huh?
Why you kickin' with the lames?
Bring your girls over here,
wanna hol la at your friends
Why you kickin' with the lames?
Drinkin' out one bottle,
who a 10 of they friends,
huh?
Thanks
Mr. Capone-e 
