Fool's Mate Songtext
von 38 Spesh

Ayo
Every day I wake I got new hate
These niggas ride dick so much they got a due date
Rappers too fake, frontin′ they have to move weight
You joined the gang at 30 somethin', that was too late
You think 38 give a fuck what a rap dude make?
They had Wagyu on they plates, we had cube steaks
Niggas only care about views and how they shoes laced
You had a baby by a bum bitch, that′s a fool's mate

So Jim, I don't see two white men jumpin′ Spec
And he fallin′ down the escalator in the airport
Niggas is cookin' him and he′s tellin' the cops
"No, he jumped me, he attacked me!"
Spec ain′t doin' none of that
I don′t see Spec runnin' at the Rucker and all that
You know, this is respectful shit
I don't see, um, Spec didn′t have these kind of issues
′Cause he moves honorable

Ayo


I came to talk to these kids on some grown shit

Follow no man, do your own shit
But please make sure you own shit
Don't have a lot of chains with no cribs or some Jim Jones shit
Yo Jim, I got a bone to pick

That′s some ho shit talkin' ′bout how another nigga toes thick
When your house on the foreclosure list
He lost his crib in '06 and this nigga still homesick
What I really don′t get
You wanna be a street nigga so bad that you got Alpo old bitch
But Po said she don't blow dick
What? Po said she don't blow dick
Man, this nigga talkin′ like a boss but ain′t givin' out no jobs
Nigga, you can′t even go home and get a blowjob
Before you made cash off rap, what was your job?


Jim's story faker than a one Fat Joe raw
Huh, and your broad face type valid
Without that body work, that bitch′d be shaped like Khaled
Better replace them steaks for some late night salad
No matter how much you hate, you can't take my talent
Huh, you talkin′ to a real man with skilled hands
I took kilograms and built brands
Got a flow that a field stands
Only reason Kiss eatin' 'cause he Fat Joe lil′ mans, huh

Fool′s mate
Fool's mate
Fool′s mate