The Middle Finger Wale

[Intro: Jerry Seinfeld]
Now one of the services you provide
Is giving them something to talk about
Let, let 'em talk
It makes 'em happy, it makes 'em feel good
They don't believe half the shit they say, people wanna talk
Yeah, it's fun to talk

[Verse 1]
Hate to be the bearer of bad news
But I can't move with too many rap dudes
I respect dudes from my double M crew
But I'm just not that dude hanging on to who's who's and such
Cash rule for some, got room for none
Can't fool with niggas who put the rumors up
Wanted to quit, rap music sucks
But couldn't run a 4.2 so with you I'm stuck
Went in the booth, truth, the only tool I trust
And that's sayin' a lot, 'cause Pro Tools be stuck
You grindin' hot, they wan' be cool with ya
They're like consignment shops, they old news to us, aye

[Pre-Chorus]
Society, y'all trippin'
Uh, uh, ayy, what it look like?
I gotta be the realest
Ayy, ayy, ayy, what it look like?
Look, society, y'all trippin
Ayy, ayy, ayy, what it look like?
Should follow no nigga
Just the guide inside of my mirror, ya dig it?