Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Please understand these bitches is bad
These bitches is bad like micheal
And she gon bang another nigga
Just incase if I don't
Word on the street she got a man
Well how the hell should I know
Don't even bother with getting your bitch
She getting this dick tonight yo
Please understand this road is tough
Sometimes don't know where I go
This shit goes deep like river niger
Watch the way that I flow
I'm planting seeds all on the way
So watch the way that I grow
They tell me Mod3st you a star
I tell them well I suppose
So I'm on the road
With highs and lows
But he got a plan for me
And i'm kicking down
All of the doors
Thats been so hard to reach
This aint no que sera sera
What I want is what will be
We finna f*ck the world my nigga
That future ain't hard to see
Cos Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Please understand these hoes is bad
These hoes is bad like Jolie
And she gon leave with all your cash
She no get time for story
She asking me for hella drugs
She say she want some molly
I dial up on the plug and then
You know the rest history
I'm on the road don't try to f*ck around and block up my way
I scream your father
To the baga
Tryna f*ck up my pay
I play the game
I shoot my shot
I Catch my goals like De Gea
Then I go straight to the lab
Where its back to shitting on niggas in every way
Lil wonder why bitches they want me
Dont give me some bread nigga show me
I ain't new to this shit like a novice
I was down in the trench living lowkey
How you talk about me like you know me
If e bust who you calling your homie?
Man i'm taking this shit ain't got No chill
Man i'm taking this shit ain't got No chill
I no get chill
Cos Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Mod3st - I suppose Lyrics
Mod3st - I suppose Lyrics
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Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Please understand these bitches is bad
These bitches is bad like micheal
And she gon bang another nigga
Just incase if I don't
Word on the street she got a man
Well how the hell should I know
Don't even bother with getting your bitch
She getting this dick tonight yo
Please understand this road is tough
Sometimes don't know where I go
This shit goes deep like river niger
Watch the way that I flow
I'm planting seeds all on the way
So watch the way that I grow
They tell me Mod3st you a star
I tell them well I suppose
So I'm on the road
With highs and lows
But he got a plan for me
And i'm kicking down
All of the doors
Thats been so hard to reach
This aint no que sera sera
What I want is what will be
We finna f*ck the world my nigga
That future ain't hard to see
Cos Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Please understand these hoes is bad
These hoes is bad like Jolie
And she gon leave with all your cash
She no get time for story
She asking me for hella drugs
She say she want some molly
I dial up on the plug and then
You know the rest history
I'm on the road don't try to f*ck around and block up my way
I scream your father
To the baga
Tryna f*ck up my pay
I play the game
I shoot my shot
I Catch my goals like De Gea
Then I go straight to the lab
Where its back to shitting on niggas in every way
Lil wonder why bitches they want me
Dont give me some bread nigga show me
I ain't new to this shit like a novice
I was down in the trench living lowkey
How you talk about me like you know me
If e bust who you calling your homie?
Man i'm taking this shit ain't got No chill
Man i'm taking this shit ain't got No chill
I no get chill
Cos Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Please understand these bitches is bad
These bitches is bad like micheal
And she gon bang another nigga
Just incase if I don't
Word on the street she got a man
Well how the hell should I know
Don't even bother with getting your bitch
She getting this dick tonight yo
Please understand this road is tough
Sometimes don't know where I go
This shit goes deep like river niger
Watch the way that I flow
I'm planting seeds all on the way
So watch the way that I grow
They tell me Mod3st you a star
I tell them well I suppose
So I'm on the road
With highs and lows
But he got a plan for me
And i'm kicking down
All of the doors
Thats been so hard to reach
This aint no que sera sera
What I want is what will be
We finna f*ck the world my nigga
That future ain't hard to see
Cos Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Please understand these hoes is bad
These hoes is bad like Jolie
And she gon leave with all your cash
She no get time for story
She asking me for hella drugs
She say she want some molly
I dial up on the plug and then
You know the rest history
I'm on the road don't try to f*ck around and block up my way
I scream your father
To the baga
Tryna f*ck up my pay
I play the game
I shoot my shot
I Catch my goals like De Gea
Then I go straight to the lab
Where its back to shitting on niggas in every way
Lil wonder why bitches they want me
Dont give me some bread nigga show me
I ain't new to this shit like a novice
I was down in the trench living lowkey
How you talk about me like you know me
If e bust who you calling your homie?
Man i'm taking this shit ain't got No chill
Man i'm taking this shit ain't got No chill
I no get chill
Cos Niggas ain't used to this smoke boy this Shit intense
Niggas wan play some guns I play with my pen
Your beats is weak
Your rhymes is cheap
You failed the test
You pay me in dollars
You pay me respect
And you pay in advance
Cos I do this shii on a regular
Still ain't got time for no regular hoe
Calling it in With my cellular
I'm bouta to turn up this shii with my bros
Pull up in foreign cars
And bitches and money and Ice
And watches and clothes
She wanna call in her friends
She ask if its cool well I suppose
Writer: Moses Kayode
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