[Part I: History in the Making]
[Intro]
Yeah
It's another one of those
Y'all niggas know
412, Wiz Khalifa
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I'm so incredible, wait, with no metal to waste
I flow great, and that'll level ya face
And I'll still let a nigga have it
You talk greasy but you still a faggot
I front on cowards cause you niggas backwards
I got my money right, game on top
And it's been said that I'm the key to put this game on lock
I'm from the city of the triflin' hoods
But when you see me, got a smile on my face
Nothin' sweet, it's just that life is good
Yea, I dodged the hood, slums came up out that
Rap game about that, to gain pay without crack
See I'm a youngin' with too much on my plate
To let some small change half a youngin' dumped in a cage
I seen niggas make sales
Niggas get knocked and make bail
And take lives, their worries ain't jail
With no regards for life cause their livin' ain't well
Who gotta make it to heaven cause they livin' in hell
But me, I don't do much just keep to myself
And stop these cock-suckin' mothafuckas seekin' my wealth
I was told the world's cold but I see for myself
And I'm too hot to take the backseat or the shelf
So I'm here, for some reason though, they hate it to death
The love's gone, only hatred is left
Only achin' and stress
A king not to be mistaken for less
And this here is for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah!
[Intro]
Yeah
It's another one of those
Y'all niggas know
412, Wiz Khalifa
[Verse 1]
Yeah
I'm so incredible, wait, with no metal to waste
I flow great, and that'll level ya face
And I'll still let a nigga have it
You talk greasy but you still a faggot
I front on cowards cause you niggas backwards
I got my money right, game on top
And it's been said that I'm the key to put this game on lock
I'm from the city of the triflin' hoods
But when you see me, got a smile on my face
Nothin' sweet, it's just that life is good
Yea, I dodged the hood, slums came up out that
Rap game about that, to gain pay without crack
See I'm a youngin' with too much on my plate
To let some small change half a youngin' dumped in a cage
I seen niggas make sales
Niggas get knocked and make bail
And take lives, their worries ain't jail
With no regards for life cause their livin' ain't well
Who gotta make it to heaven cause they livin' in hell
But me, I don't do much just keep to myself
And stop these cock-suckin' mothafuckas seekin' my wealth
I was told the world's cold but I see for myself
And I'm too hot to take the backseat or the shelf
So I'm here, for some reason though, they hate it to death
The love's gone, only hatred is left
Only achin' and stress
A king not to be mistaken for less
And this here is for the taking, this is history in the making, yeah!
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