Ignorant Confidence Songtext
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Ignorant Confidence Songtext
Louie Ji the Wizard
Aye, man, forget all that conscious shit, nigga
You see these motherfucking shoes, nigga?
That′s how you hit a lick, boy
I told you that shit would work, nigga
Shout out to Yeezy
He noticed us, nigga
Hey, you know, you need to holler at your girl
Today now that we got all this fly shit, nigga
Wish somebody would try it today the way I'm feeling myself
Yeah
Look, trust me, I don′t like you for a
Lot of reasons, nigga, stop the greetings
You don't fuck with me and the feelings either, man
Pleasure, allegiance to the mini-flag
Fuck 'em all if they envy that
I ain′t fucking if she isn′t bad
No, fuck that, let them titties sag
Stomach looking like a Henny bag
Trunk bigger than Jenny's ass
From the block like Jenny ass, but I′m trying to get that Diddy cash
So I stick with the pen and pad
You just a penny when we in the lab
Yeah, you're nearly trash, nigga, no lie
You was doubting me the whole time
Stupid nigga, I′m a gold mine
White girls, got a whole line
Got a main bitch and a side bitch
But honestly, dog, they both mine
The status grows and their asses show
No money, but I have to have the gold
Man, you got to do what you got to
We stole 'cause we got to
That′s what niggas on the block do
At the mall and bus stops too
All the older niggas got tools
I was only like 5' 5"
I remember on my way to school
They was always trying to test mine
Uh-uh, I'mma eat today
Try me, you gon′ see today
Uh-uh, I′m clean today
You gon' have to meet the beast today
Look, uh-uh, bitch nigga
You ain′t touching me today
I've been stacking up my motherfucking money
See these Js?
You ain′t taking nothing from me
Ask my sides, I'll tell you mine
Mama didn′t raise no dummy
You can never take what's mine
Uh-uh, bitch nigga
You can't fuck with me today
I′ve been stacking up my money
Yeah, I′m feeling clean today
Finally got the girl I wanted
Yeah, that girl, she hella fine
And she mine and she super thick
Got her singing like Aaliyah, 'liah, ′liah, 'lia
That′s my little chick
But in my dm, dm, dm, dms got a lot of strippers
Got your bm, bm, bm, bm tryna sleep with him today
Who'd ever thought I′d be this way?
I guess it's in my DNA
I'm quiet but belligerent
Respectful, but I′m with the shits
I talk it ′cause I lived in it
When I talk, they be listening
Lately, y'all been feeling it
I want it, I′mma get this shit
My ego different
I gained my confidence from ignorance
I got a little bit of change, switch my OGs
Fuck a piece of the pie, I want the whole thing
The way I see it going, only going up, up
No, we not invited, we don't give a fuck
Still gon′ show up with a pack
Still gon' show up with that black liquor
Throwing up in the back, I′mma throw up and come back
And gon' pour up some more 'Gnac with you
Roll up and get black
Fuck it, load up on that wax, nigga
I′m far from sober, in fact
I ain′t even tryna go back, nigga
Being broke so wack
I ain't really tryna go back, nigga
If your soul intact then you don′t want to be that nigga
That's still in the way we all gun around
Giving innocent people the runaround
Demons on my mind, I′m trying to dumb it down
Aye, man, forget all that conscious shit, nigga
You see these motherfucking shoes, nigga?
That′s how you hit a lick, boy
I told you that shit would work, nigga
Shout out to Yeezy
He noticed us, nigga
Hey, you know, you need to holler at your girl
Today now that we got all this fly shit, nigga
Wish somebody would try it today the way I'm feeling myself
Yeah
Look, trust me, I don′t like you for a
Lot of reasons, nigga, stop the greetings
You don't fuck with me and the feelings either, man
Pleasure, allegiance to the mini-flag
Fuck 'em all if they envy that
I ain′t fucking if she isn′t bad
No, fuck that, let them titties sag
Stomach looking like a Henny bag
Trunk bigger than Jenny's ass
From the block like Jenny ass, but I′m trying to get that Diddy cash
So I stick with the pen and pad
You just a penny when we in the lab
Yeah, you're nearly trash, nigga, no lie
You was doubting me the whole time
Stupid nigga, I′m a gold mine
White girls, got a whole line
Got a main bitch and a side bitch
But honestly, dog, they both mine
The status grows and their asses show
No money, but I have to have the gold
Man, you got to do what you got to
We stole 'cause we got to
That′s what niggas on the block do
At the mall and bus stops too
All the older niggas got tools
I was only like 5' 5"
I remember on my way to school
They was always trying to test mine
Uh-uh, I'mma eat today
Try me, you gon′ see today
Uh-uh, I′m clean today
You gon' have to meet the beast today
Look, uh-uh, bitch nigga
You ain′t touching me today
I've been stacking up my motherfucking money
See these Js?
You ain′t taking nothing from me
Ask my sides, I'll tell you mine
Mama didn′t raise no dummy
You can never take what's mine
Uh-uh, bitch nigga
You can't fuck with me today
I′ve been stacking up my money
Yeah, I′m feeling clean today
Finally got the girl I wanted
Yeah, that girl, she hella fine
And she mine and she super thick
Got her singing like Aaliyah, 'liah, ′liah, 'lia
That′s my little chick
But in my dm, dm, dm, dms got a lot of strippers
Got your bm, bm, bm, bm tryna sleep with him today
Who'd ever thought I′d be this way?
I guess it's in my DNA
I'm quiet but belligerent
Respectful, but I′m with the shits
I talk it ′cause I lived in it
When I talk, they be listening
Lately, y'all been feeling it
I want it, I′mma get this shit
My ego different
I gained my confidence from ignorance
I got a little bit of change, switch my OGs
Fuck a piece of the pie, I want the whole thing
The way I see it going, only going up, up
No, we not invited, we don't give a fuck
Still gon′ show up with a pack
Still gon' show up with that black liquor
Throwing up in the back, I′mma throw up and come back
And gon' pour up some more 'Gnac with you
Roll up and get black
Fuck it, load up on that wax, nigga
I′m far from sober, in fact
I ain′t even tryna go back, nigga
Being broke so wack
I ain't really tryna go back, nigga
If your soul intact then you don′t want to be that nigga
That's still in the way we all gun around
Giving innocent people the runaround
Demons on my mind, I′m trying to dumb it down
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Cody Rashad Osagie, Jiovanni Thomasa Romano, 3 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

