CEO SELF - Yale'n

Hailing from the city
Yale'N from the tity
Focused on the billi,
Elm Boys Diddy
Bop super ugly,
N****s like who is he
Oh I'm just an OG from the hilly getting busy
Rise up out the Southside, Now I'm in the ""A"" I
N****s know the face card f**k them if they don't Blah
Told you n****s lights out, told them bust them bottles Out
N****s think I'm playing call the goony's send them to Allah

Uh, always speak to God and bust a move n***a
Told these n****s I got sh** to loose n***a,
Grew up seeing poppa do the zombie walk
If I drink it's D'USSE or that Guinness or Dasani water
N***a I'm the truth

I gotta a lot of sh** to loose
N***s think I'm playing I'm bout to ride it to the moon
Side piece shorty tried to stop a n***a groove
Pu**y never worth it unless they tying n****s shoes
I got a lot of sh** to loose boy
Not trying to loose it all for you boy, boy

Hailing from the city
Yale'N from the titty
Shorty call me sweaty
She just wants that nasty
Fatty looking yummy
Devil always try me
If you got problem n***a
Say you do, we more than ready (south-side)

Trilli got that pop-pop
Told this hoe to stop-stop
We don't rock with cops, cops
Corny n****s cock block
Running up that check, check
Demanding your respect, bet
If you owe the bready
Better pay me cause I need to eat

Uhh, Always speak to GOD and bust a move n***a
Who is you to say I gotta prove
Never let a n***a check the way you move
If you gotta play, keep it quiet,
Trust the way you move
N***a be the truth

I gotta a lot of sh** to loose
N***s think I'm playing I'm bout to ride it to the moon
Side piece shorty tried to stop a n***a groove
Pu**y never worth it unless they tying n****s shoes
I got a lot of sh** to loose boy
Not trying to loose it all for you boy
Boy

Written by:
Phillip Wyatt, Harold C. Chisolm

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