All I ever wanted was a Black Grand National
Fuck being rational, give 'em what they ask for

It's not enough (Ayy)
Few solid niggas left, but it's not enough
Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough (Huh)
I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I'll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I'll take the G-pass, shit, watch a nigga do it
Huh, we survived outside, all from the music, nigga, what?

They like: What he on?
It's the Alpha and Omega, bitch, welcome home
This is not a song
This a revelation, how to get a nigga gone
You need you a man, baby, I don't understand, baby
Pay your bill and make you feel protected like I can, baby
Teach you somethin' if you need correction, that's the plan, baby
Don't put your life in these weird niggas' hands, baby (Woah)

It's not enough (Ayy)
Few solid niggas left, but it's not enough
Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough (Huh)
I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I'll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I'll take the G-pass, shit, watch a nigga do it
Huh, we survived outside, all from the music, nigga, what?

Hey, turn this TV off
Ain't with my type activities? Then don't you get involved
Hey, what, huh, how many should I send? Send 'em all
Take a risk or take a trip, you know I'm trippin' for my dog
Who you with? Couple sergeants and lieutenants for the get back
This revolution been televised, I fell through with the knick-knacks
Hey, young nigga, get your chili up, yeah, I meant that
Hey, black out if they act out, yeah, I did that
Hey, what's up, though?
I hate a bitch that's hatin' on a bitch and they both hoes
I hate a nigga hatin' on them niggas and they both broke
If you ain't coming for no chili, what you come for?
Nigga feel like he entitled 'cause he knew me since a kid
Bitch, I cut my granny off if she don't see it how I see it, hm
Got a big mouth but he lack big ideas
Send him to the Moon, that's just how I feel, yellin'

It's not enough (Ayy)
Few solid niggas left, but it's not enough
Few bitches that'll really step, but it's not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it's not enough

Huh
Huh, huh
Hey
Hey (Mustard on the beat, ho)

Mustard
Niggas actin' bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off

Ain't no other king in this rap thing, like siblings
Nothing but my children, one shot, they disappearin'
I'm in a city with a flag, be gettin' thrown like it was pass interference
Padlock around the building
Crash, pullin' up in unmarked truck just to play freeze tag
With a bone to pick like it was sea bass
So when I made it out, I made about fifty K from a show
Tryna show niggas the ropes before they hung from a rope
I'm prophetic, they only talk about it how I get it
Only good for saving face, seen the cosmetics
How many heads I gotta take to level my aesthetics?
Hurry up and get your muscle up, we out the plyometric
Nicarana by the lux, soon as I up the highest metric
The city just made it sweet, you could die, I bet it
They mouth get full of deceit, let these cowards tell it
Walk in New Orleans with the etiquette of LA, yellin'

Mustard (Ah, man)
Niggas actin' bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off

Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious

Kendrick made you think about it, but he is not your savior
Cole made you feel empowered, but he is not your savior
Future said, "Get a money counter," but he is not your savior
'Bron made you give his flowers, but he is not your savior
He is not your savior

Mr. Morale, give me high-five
Two times center codefendant judging my life
Back pedaler, what they say? You do the cha-cha
I'ma stand on it, 6'5" from 5'5"
Fun fact, I ain't taking shit back
Like it when they pro-Black, but I'm more Kodak Black
Tell me where the money at, ayy, where the homies at?
Universal callout, I can members only that, ayy
Si-si, wait a minute
Ven aquí (Ven aquí), c'est la vie (C'est la vie)
I tell the whole truth from A to Z, ayy
Show me you real, show me that you bleed, ayy
Hello? Crackers? (Let me hear that back)
I seen niggas arguing about who's blacker
Even blacked out screens and called it solidarity (Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck)
Meditating in silence made you wanna tell on me (Fuck)

Bitch, are you happy for me?
Really, are you happy for me?
Smile in my face, but are you happy for me?
Yeah, I'm out the way, are you happy for me?
Bitch, are you happy for me?
Really, are you happy for me?
Smile in my face, but are you happy for me?
Yeah, I'm out the way, are you happy for me? (High up)

Bite they tongues in rap lyrics
Scared to be crucified about a song, but they won't admit it
Politically correct is how you keep an opinion
Niggas is tight-lipped, fuck who dare to be different
Seen a Christian say the vaccine mark of the beast
Then he caught COVID and prayed to Pfizer for relief
Then I caught COVID and started to question Kyrie
Will I stay organic or hurt in this bed for two weeks? (You really wanna know?)
Do you want peace? (How I get so low?)
Then watch us in the street (Only one way to go)
One protest for you (High up)
Three-sixty-five for me (You really wanna know?)
Vladimir making nightmares (How I get so low?)
But that's how we all think (Only one way to go)
The collective conscious (High up)
Calamities on repeat, huh

Bitch, are you happy for me?
Really, are you happy for me?
Smile in my face, but are you happy for me?
Yeah, I'm out the way, are you happy for me?
Bitch, are you happy for me?
Really, are you happy for me?
Smile in my face, but are you happy for me?
Yeah, I'm out the way, are you happy for me?

Truth, it resides in the fire
The need of it's dire
Deceiving the lies, I know
Truth, it resides in the fire
The need of it's dire
Deceiving the lies, I know

The cat is out the bag, I am not your savior
I find it just as difficult to love thy neighbors
Especially when people got ambiguous favors
But they hearts not in it, see, everything's for the paper
The struggle for the right side of history
Independent thought is like an eternal enemy
Capitalists posing as compassionates be offending me
Yeah, suck my dick with authenticity
Yeah, Tupac dead, gotta think for yourself
Yeah, heroes looking for the villains to help
I never been sophisticated, saving face
Being manipulative, such an acquired taste
I rubbed elbows with people that was for the people
They all greedy, I don't care for no public speaking
And they like to wonder where I've been
Protecting my soul in the valley of silence

Yeah, stylin' though
Dissin', but got pictures with me smilin' though
All the things you need, you still want problems though
All the things I know, I still been silent though
Yeah, used to be at Silver City, Indigo
Used to be in lunchroom, playin' dominoes
I don't want to have to go to funerals
I gotta start sleepin' at the studio
I don't have no time to be no Romeo
All the love I need is at the rodeo
All the love I need is here at OVO, yeah
All the girls I know are there with E and Tho
Who knows where I end up when that - gets old?
Maybe it never gets old and that's just how it goes
Last table left in Carbone, callin' plays on the rotary phone
I take a glass of Domina to go with me home
Might move our annual - to the 'Dome
I need forty thousand people to see what I'm on
Yeah, ducked a lot of spiteful moves
I was an angry youth while I was writin' Views
Saw a side of myself that I just never knew
I'll probably self-destruct if I ever lose, but I never do
Steady doin' double shifts
1da doin' the beat and I open up like a double click
More blessings because I'm generous
30-seater plane for like ten of us
Remember when I bought Sealey the fake Chanel wallet
She knew that - was a fraud, but never told me about it
Nowadays, when we catchin' up, we just laugh about it
Can't describe what my life is like when she asks about it
Scary whenever I close my eyes at night
Wakin' up to public statements about my private life
I can never sleep 'til mornin' on all my quiet nights
But you can rest assured that my mind is right
Get no sick days, I leave for like three months in six days
Never stick around to see - change
Get lil' updates, texts in my inboxes have been poppin'
Seasons go by like I'm binge-watchin'
Went from Club Palazzo in the Bridge to Club LIV
To not even showin' up at a club 'less we doin' biz'
I can't even party while a - pursuin' this
Distractions will do you in, in the truest sense
Especially people that want to lecture me
And frame it like they just want the best for me
Or they check for me, whatever splits it up
So there's more for them and there's less for me
They don't know they got to be faster than me to get to me
No one's done it successfully
7 a.m. in Germany, can't believe that they heard of me
Last verse that I gotta do is always like surgery
Always tryin' to let go of anything that'll burden me
That's the reason you can feel the tension and the urgency
Last chance I get to make sure that you take it personally
Take this - to heart, it's always executed perfectly
If we do a song, it's like takin' my kids to work with me
You overnight celebrity, you one-day star
Swear I told you that I'm in this - for eternity
I am a reflection of all of your insecurities
Behind closed doors, a lot of 6 God worshiping
Done talk now, 'cause there's other - that's concernin' me
There's real ones around me, I want to make sure they learn from me
I want to see my dawg, but his grandmother's his surety
He can't even dip out to see me in an emergency
My life is centered 'round competition and currency
Takin' summer off, 'cause they tell me I need recovery
Maybe gettin' back to my regular life will humble me
I'll be back 2018 to give you the summary
More Life

Listen, baby
I've got news
I've got bad news for you
And we ball like TNT, watch these hoes all pick a side
Bitches flock like TMZ everytime we come outside
Called a Uber SUV, how many gon' fit inside? Yeah
Hide your bitch, hide your wife, yeah
Bagged your bitch in my slide, yeah
Pray the dogs never die, yeah
42 come alive, yeah
Hide your bitch, hide your wife
I'm allergic to cap
I can't hear these niggas rap without an EpiPen
You'll never see me in Giuseppe
I find 'em tacky, look what I'm stepping in
Some shit I designed, but Italians callin' 'em Indy 5000s
Or maybe 500
I kick the door down, if I want it and niggas won't let me in (let me in), uh
My career in a nutshell, these bums never did nothin' but fail
They gon' see I'm the one when the dust settles
They gon' see I'm the one
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, H-I-J-K, mm, M-N-O-P
That's little me in the classroom askin': What's L?, uh
I never been known to take those
Your girl saw me and her face froze
You better be lucky I'm faithful
Please test me, I ace those
My money been growin' like eight fold, uh
You know how I hate goals
I can't tell if they turning green from the envy
Or is it the fake gold? (Uh)
I move through the street one deep, I keep forgettin' I'm J. Cole
I feel like a regular nigga, I just got a very irregular bankroll
Word to Puma, I've been gettin' Pesos
My account like the end of a rainbow
Everytime that I spit it's a flame throw
Me, Bas, and Central is NATO
And we ball like TNT, watch these hoes all pick a side
Bitches flock like TMZ everytime we come outside
Called a Uber SUV, how many gon' fit inside? Yeah
Hide your bitch, hide your wife, yeah (skrrt)
Bagged your bitch in my slide, yeah
Pray the dogs never die, yeah
42 come alive, yeah
Hide your bitch, hide your wife
Lord forgive me as I'm a sinner
The way that I live, I'm preparing for hell
I don't know why you're mad, you should probably thank me
'Cause I been airin' your girl
If I get some top, we can take the chase, 'cause we know the area well
Thank God I'm not far off a 100 Ms
I gotta thank Ron Perry as well
I don't even know why they stepped in the ring
A few seconds in and they're throwin' the towel in
When we pull into the town
Neighbours sayin': How the hell they get them houses?
Now I'm in some different locations
I don't even know how to pronounce them
Award shows, I bring my pouch in, I ain't even pullin' out my
I can't get packed by TMZ, tryna fit for things in the G63
I'ma give one thing to my bro YG
I'ma handle the rest and jeet all three
The back so big and we all gassed up
How the fuck did she fit in them Diesel jeans?
I can't compete 'cause they ain't in my league
Oh, please, it ain't even a equal beef
At least hit man in the abdominal, bro
It don't even count if below the knee
Block life, chillin' with a horrible ho
She gonna get down and blow the team
Me and the guys was borrowing clothes
Like: Bro, let me hold that coat this week
Now it's after hours, I've shutdown Harrods
I bring out the AmEx and go on a spree
And we ball like TNT, watch these hoes all pick a side
Bitches flock like TMZ everytime we come outside
Called a Uber SUV, how many gon' fit inside? Yeah
Hide your bitch, hide your wife, yeah
Bagged your bitch in my slide, yeah
Pray the dogs never die, yeah
42 come alive, yeah
Hide your bitch, hide your wife

Darling, I was wondering if I can
Put a yellow diamond ring on your left hand, uh
Married to that money, he's my best man
You my lover, you my fighter, you my best friend
And we in it till the world ends
A understatement is me calling you my girlfriend
I am married to this money, he's my best man
You my lover, you my fighter, you my best friend

Balling like a Laker
I'm Kobe, and you on the sideline watching
And my ex still tryna cock block it
But she can't do shit but sit back and watch it
Do you get the logic?
If I could be honest, I knew it all along
Now my mind's filled with these love songs
In your heart is where I belong
You right all of my wrongs

I was wondering if I can
Put a yellow diamond ring on your left hand, uh
Married to that money, he's my best man
You my lover, you my fighter, you my best friend
And we in it till the world ends
A understatement is me calling you my girlfriend
I am married to this money, he's my best man
You my lover, you my fighter, you my best friend (Best friend)

Ooh-ooh-ooh
And while the world falls apart
Still driven on your broken heart
Trash and fire, falling down
As we slow dance
To that sound (To that sound), to that sound (To that sound)
And I did it all just because
To that sound (To that sound), to that sound (To that sound)
And I did it all for love, yeah

Darling, I was wondering if I can
Put a yellow diamond ring on your left hand, uh (Left hand)
Married to that money, he's my best man
You my lover, you my fighter, you my best friend (She's my best friend, yeah)
And we in it till the world ends
A understatement is me calling you my girlfriend
I am married to this money, he's my best man
You my lover, you my fighter, you my best friend (Best friend, oh)

If this world were mine

Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire
Fah-fah, fah-fah-fah, fah-fah, fah

Hey, Roman numeral seven, bae, drop it like it's hot
If this world was mine, I'd take your dreams and make 'em multiply
If this world was mine, I'd take your enemies in front of God
Introduce 'em to that light, hit them strictly with that fire
It's a vibe, do your dance, let 'em watch
She a fan, he a flop, they just wanna kumbaya, nah

In this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
If this world were
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
I just wanna see you win, wanna see
If this world

It go in (when you), out (ride it), do it real slow (slide)
Baby, you a star, strike, pose
When I'm (when you) with you (with me) everything goes (slow)
Come and (put that) put that (on my) on my (titi) soul (soul)
'Rari (red), crown (stack), wrist (stay) froze (really)
Drip (tell me), pound (if you) on the way home (love me)

In this world, concrete flowers grow
Heartache, she only doin' what she know
Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
If this world were
If it was up to me
I wouldn't give these nobodies no sympathy
I'd take away the pain, I'd give you everything
I just wanna see you win, wanna see
If this world

I can't lie
I trust you, I love you, I won't waste your time
I turn it off just so I can turn you on
I'ma make you say it loud
I'm not even trippin', I won't stress you out
I might even settle down for you, I'ma show you I'm a pro
I'ma take my time and turn it off
Just so I can turn you on, baby

Weekends, get it poppin' on the low
Better days comin' for sure
I know you're comin' for
Better days

If this world were mine

God knows
I am reincarnated
I was stargazin’
Life goes on, I need all my babies (Gyah, gyah)

Woke up lookin’ for the broccoli
High-key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi
IP, ownership, the blueprint is by me
Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet
When I hear music, it makes me dance
You got the music, now is your chance
A yee nigga couldn’t try me in the tri-state
Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed ’til he hydrated
Bounce out, know he spook town, eyes dilated
I got the money and the power both gyratin’

I feel good, get the fuck out my face
Look good, but she don’t got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play

What the fuck?
I got hits, I got bucks, I got new paper cuts
I got friends, I got foes, but they all sitting ducks
Hit his turf and get crackin’, double back like a deluxe
Fifty deep, but it ain’t deep enough
Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up
Fallin’ from my money tree and it grow throughout the months
Spit a loogie at the camera, speed off, yeah, it’s us

I feel good, get the fuck out my face
Look good, but she don’t got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play

Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up (Mm, mm)
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up

Hol’ up (Hol’ up)
Where you from? (Where you from?)
My bitch (My bitch)
I’m finna go dumb (Finna go dumb)
Sideways (Sideways)
Bunk skunk (Bunk skunk)
Fever (Fever)
I’m on one (I’m on one)

Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin’ it
Quid pro quo, what you want? ‘Cause I’m watchin’ it
Work on the floor, let me know if you clockin’ it
Brodie won’t go, but I know that he poppin’ it
It was woof tickets on sale ’til I silenced it
Pipe down, young, these some whole other politics
Bitch with him and some bitch in him, that’s a lot of bitch
Don’t hit him, he got kids with him, my apologies
Ghetto child, it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff
Yeehaw, we outside, whoadie ’bout to kill him off
Blaps on blaps, it’s a fact, this a brick of raw
Tell me why the fuck you niggas rap if it’s fictional?
Tell me why the fuck you niggas fed if you criminal?
“Ayy, Dot, can I get a drop?” I’m like, “Nigga, nah”
Ace boon coon from the Westside to Senegal
It’s a full moon, let the wolves out, I been a dog (Ah)

I feel good, get the fuck out my face
Look good, but she don’t got no taste
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play

Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up (Mm, mm)
Squabble up (Mm, mm), squabble up

Siento aquí tu presencia
La noche de anoche
Y nos ponemos a llorar

Yesterday, somebody whacked out my mural
That energy’ll make you niggas move to Europe
But it’s regular for me, yeah, that’s for sure
The love and hate is definite without a cure
All this talk is bitch-made, that’s on my Lord
I’ll kill ’em all before I let ’em kill my joy
I done been through it all, what you endure?
It used to be fuck that nigga, but now it’s plural
Fuck everybody, that’s on my body
My blick first, then God got me
I watch ’em pander with them back-handed compliments
Put they head on a Cuban link as a monument
I paid homage and I always mind my business
I made the—
I never lost who I am for a rap image
It’s motivation if you wonder how I did it

Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank
Know you a god even when they say you ain’t
Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way
Never let no one put smut up on your name
Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do
But understand everybody ain’t gon’ like you
Yeah, nigga, if they say it’s love, you’ve been lied to
A couple rules of engagements, I’ma guide you

Que refleja en tu mirada
La noche, tú y yo

Ridin’ in my GNX with Anita Baker in the tape deck, it’s gon’ be a sweet love
Fuck apologies, I wanna see y’all geeked up
Don’t acknowledge me, then maybe we can say it’s fair
Take it to the internet and I’ma take it there
Miss my uncle Lil’ Mane, he said that he would kill me if I didn’t make it
Now I’m possessed by a spirit and they can’t take it
Used to bump Tha Carter III, I held my Rollie chain proud
Irony, I think my hard work let Lil Wayne down
Whatever, though, call me crazy, everybody questionable
Turn me to an eskimo, I drew the line and decimals
Snoop posted “Taylor Made,” I prayed it was the edibles
I couldn’t believe it, it was only right for me to let it go
Won the Super Bowl and Nas the only one congratulate me
All these niggas agitated, I’m just glad they showin’ they faces
Quite frankly, plenty artists, but they outdated
Old-ass flows, tryna convince me that you they favorite
This is not for lyricists, I swear it’s not the sentiments
Fuck a double entendre, I want y’all to feel this shit
Old soul, bitch, I probably built them pyramids
Ducking strays when I rap battled in the Nickersons
Where you from? Not where I’m from, we all indigenous
Against all odds, I squabbled up for them dividends
Against all odds, I showed up as a gentleman
I done lost plenty friends, sixteen to be specific
Put that on my kids’ children, we gon’ see the future first
They like, “Dot big trippin,” I just want what I deserve
What bridge they done burnt? All of them, it’s over with
I’m doin’ what COVID did, they’ll never get over it

Yeah, nigga, go and up your rank
Know you a god even when they say you ain’t
Yeah, nigga, keep your feelings out the way
Never let no one put smut up on your name
Yeah, nigga, keep your head down and work like I do
But understand everybody ain’t gon’ like you
Yeah, nigga, if they say it’s love, you’ve been lied to
A couple rules of engagements, here to guide you

Niggas from my city couldn’t entertain old boy
Promisin’ bank transactions and even bitcoin
I never peaced it up, that shit don’t sit well with me
Before I take a truce, I’ll take ’em to Hell with me
If that money got in the hands of a crash dummy
Could jeopardize my family and burden the ones who love me
Niggas mad ’cause I decided not to pretend
Y’all stay politically correct, I’ma do what I did
Ain’t no sympathy here, this shit’s hilarious
It’s a lot of opinions, but no power to carry it
2025, they still movin’ on some scary shit
Tell ’em quit they job and pay the real niggas they severance
Don’t insult my intelligence, I’m not just for the television
Teleport to Bullets Road and dig up all my relatives
Okay, nigga, let’s settle it, these niggas been fake loyal
Since y’all pandering to choose a side, let me do it for you
Okay, fuck your hip-hop, I watched the party just die
Niggas cackling about— while all of y’all is on trial
Niggas thought that I was antisocial when I stayed inside of my house
You better off to have one woman, everything tricky right now
You niggas live in denial
Ayy, fuck anybody empathetic to the other side, I vow
A bitch nigga love bitch niggas, they exist with ’em in style
Exterminate ’em right now
Make Katt Williams and them proud, the truth ’bout to get loud
No juice iniside of my cup, I sober up and knock ’em all off
Don’t let no white comedian talk about no Black woman, that’s law
I know propaganda work for them, and fuck whoever that’s close to them
The niggas that coon, the niggas that bein’ groomed, slide on both of them
You ever ate Cap’n Crunch and proceeded to pour water in it?
Pulled over by the law, you ridin’ dirty, so you can’t argue with ’em?
Then make it to be a star, bare your soul and put your heart up in it?
Well, I did
Whacked the murals out, but it ain’t no legends if my legend ends

Kendrick Lamar wacced out murals lyrics meaning
Kendrick Lamar’s “wacced out murals” (or “Watch The Party Die”) critiques the current state of hip-hop, addressing issues like glorification of negative behaviors, lack of authenticity, and moral decay in the industry.

Through vivid imagery and religious references, Kendrick calls for a renewal of hip-hop culture and a return to more meaningful, socially responsible artistry.

[Part I]

All I ever wanted was a Black Grand National
Fuck being rational, give ’em what they ask for

It’s not enough (Ayy)
Few solid niggas left, but it’s not enough
Few bitches that’ll really step, but it’s not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it’s not enough (Huh)
I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I’ll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I’ll take the G-pass, shit, watch a nigga do it
Huh, we survived outside, all from the music, nigga, what?

They like, “What he on?”
It’s the Alpha and Omega, bitch, welcome home
This is not a song
This a revelation, how to get a nigga gone
You need you a man, baby, I don’t understand, baby
Pay your bill and make you feel protected like I can, baby
Teach you somethin’ if you need correction, that’s the plan, baby
Don’t put your life in these weird niggas’ hands, baby (Woah)

It’s not enough (Ayy)
Few solid niggas left, but it’s not enough
Few bitches that’ll really step, but it’s not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it’s not enough (Huh)
I get on they ass, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I’ll make them niggas mad, yeah, somebody gotta do it
I’ll take the G-pass, shit, watch a nigga do it
Huh, we survived outside, all from the music, nigga, what?

Hey, turn this TV off
Ain’t with my type activities? Then don’t you get involved
Hey, what, huh, how many should I send? Send ’em all
Take a risk or take a trip, you know I’m trippin’ for my dog
Who you with? Couple sergeants and lieutenants for the get back
This revolution been televised, I fell through with the knick-knacks
Hey, young nigga, get your chili up, yeah, I meant that
Hey, black out if they act out, yeah, I did that
Hey, what’s up, though?
I hate a bitch that’s hatin’ on a bitch and they both hoes
I hate a nigga hatin’ on them niggas and they both broke
If you ain’t coming for no chili, what you come for?
Nigga feel like he entitled ’cause he knew me since a kid
Bitch, I cut my granny off if she don’t see it how I see it, hm
Got a big mouth but he lack big ideas
Send him to the moon, that’s just how I feel, yellin’

It’s not enough (Ayy)
Few solid niggas left, but it’s not enough
Few bitches that’ll really step, but it’s not enough
Say you bigger than myself, but it’s not enough

[Part II]

Huh
Huh, huh
Hey
Hey (Mustard on the beat, ho)

Mustard
Niggas actin’ bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off

Ain’t no other king in this rap thing, like siblings
Nothing but my children, one shot, they disappearin’
I’m in a city with a flag, be gettin’ thrown like it was pass interference
Padlock around the building
Crash, pullin’ up in unmarked truck just to play freeze tag
With a bone to pick like it was sea bass
So when I made it out, I made about fifty K from a show
Tryna show niggas the ropes before they hung from a rope
I’m prophetic, they only talk about it how I get it
Only good for saving face, seen the cosmetics
How many heads I gotta take to level my aesthetics?
Hurry up and get your muscle up, we out the plyometric
Nicarana by the lux, soon as I up the highest metric
The city just made it sweet, you could die, I bet it
They mouth get full of deceit, let these cowards tell it
Walk in New Orleans with the etiquette of L.A., yellin’

Mustard (Ah, man)
Niggas actin’ bad, but somebody gotta do it
Got my foot up on the gas, but somebody gotta do it
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off
Huh, turn this TV off, turn this TV off

Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Shit gets crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious
Crazy, scary, spooky, hilarious