Uninspired Songtext
von Stro
Uninspired Songtext
Oh shit
Goddamn
Yeah yeah
Oh shit
Yo
I said I woke up feeling like Pooh, the tank sagging
Uninspired, new raps, I′m just bragging
And the substance, new cats is just lacking
This ain't catchy, I′m still stuck in the past then
I'm trapped in a young man's frame
Is my soul too old to play the young man′s game?
All the lame nigga get the best promo
Can′t rap but he take some fresh photos
Me no do collab for free
Lyrically niggas can't afford half of me
It′s for the love when I'm working
Still knowing what I′m deserving
So blame the bills when I go Uma Thurman
In the stu', Stu Shepard in the booth
Tell the truth like if I don′t, somebody might shoot
I'm on a mission, I ain't got time for distractions
Hoe, I know the mic like a Jackson
Anything else, that′s secondary
Fishy niggas, y′all be doing Nemos
I'm a one of one, they can tell already
Do it for the W′s but I'm from the East Coast
Can they come for me? Probably not
Talk facts, talk money, polyglot
Yeah, bitch I′m Allah with the punchlines
Every single bar run Allahu Akbar
My homegirl told me that I talk too much
So I'ma play the corner, let the aura speak
I be tryna get the jewels with some clever lines
Too much talking make your pussy go, never mind
Silence, that′s the word of the day
Try fronting on the block, you get smothered today
That's word to 9-6, I'ma take ′em to church
Where them niggas don′t preach but they pass the work
Yeah, young Stroll flow like no other
Y'all fools uncool like mother brother
Ain′t nobody wanna be fan before the sponsors
Moms had no assist before my nuances
Somebody better tell these niggas wake up
2020, Uh, shit lit
I am not friends with you rap niggas
Matter fact, all y'all eat a dick
Goddamn
Yeah yeah
Oh shit
Yo
I said I woke up feeling like Pooh, the tank sagging
Uninspired, new raps, I′m just bragging
And the substance, new cats is just lacking
This ain't catchy, I′m still stuck in the past then
I'm trapped in a young man's frame
Is my soul too old to play the young man′s game?
All the lame nigga get the best promo
Can′t rap but he take some fresh photos
Me no do collab for free
Lyrically niggas can't afford half of me
It′s for the love when I'm working
Still knowing what I′m deserving
So blame the bills when I go Uma Thurman
In the stu', Stu Shepard in the booth
Tell the truth like if I don′t, somebody might shoot
I'm on a mission, I ain't got time for distractions
Hoe, I know the mic like a Jackson
Anything else, that′s secondary
Fishy niggas, y′all be doing Nemos
I'm a one of one, they can tell already
Do it for the W′s but I'm from the East Coast
Can they come for me? Probably not
Talk facts, talk money, polyglot
Yeah, bitch I′m Allah with the punchlines
Every single bar run Allahu Akbar
My homegirl told me that I talk too much
So I'ma play the corner, let the aura speak
I be tryna get the jewels with some clever lines
Too much talking make your pussy go, never mind
Silence, that′s the word of the day
Try fronting on the block, you get smothered today
That's word to 9-6, I'ma take ′em to church
Where them niggas don′t preach but they pass the work
Yeah, young Stroll flow like no other
Y'all fools uncool like mother brother
Ain′t nobody wanna be fan before the sponsors
Moms had no assist before my nuances
Somebody better tell these niggas wake up
2020, Uh, shit lit
I am not friends with you rap niggas
Matter fact, all y'all eat a dick
Writer(s): Phillip Brian White, Mike Fiorentino, Kacey Tyndall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

