Questions Songtext
What's a thought, my nigga?
We don't think, nigga
Great (woo!)
Yeah, cause I got a lot of questions
I'd rather ask first
I don't wanna second guess shit
Tell me why these niggas pride is bigger than they work effort
Bad at they struggle, but don't hustle to earn cheddar
I work, get up early to earn the first letter
We don't think, nigga
Great (woo!)
Yeah, cause I got a lot of questions
I'd rather ask first
I don't wanna second guess shit
Tell me why these niggas pride is bigger than they work effort
Bad at they struggle, but don't hustle to earn cheddar
I work, get up early to earn the first letter
A+ effort, I know I deserve better
My nerves messed up, I burn better, the herbs get us
High enough to pluck bird feathers, iceberg lettuce
Gets us so cold we'll murk niggas
Hold the 44 to your dome, try to search niggas
They gat blow, turn your afro to a perm nigga
I'm sure nigga, but that same nigga that'll purge with you will turn in your name to the god damn services
But won't serve witcha'
He gone teach your ass a lesson, but ain't gon' learn witcha'
And that's the reason why that you gon' have a seasoned mind
Pain builds maturity, don't you be worried G
I keep a even mind but gotta know the reason why
These niggas ain't really sure of me, I ain't certain G
They doubt me currently even with Cole referring me
Well, shit, niggas be hating, it just occurred to me
Niggas be pussy, they looking Kirby pink
That's why niggas be shooting, but not how Curry be
It's an emergency, rap need a savior
And I think that I can save it
But look, ain't no one heard of me Yea, ain't no one heard of me
But I'm gon' be what I deserve to be
Certainly, sure to be, a current king
Case closed like someone murdered me
Then buried me, and couldn't be found
But it's evident that I'll be around for more than a while
Wow this child, run his track for more than a mile
Open your mouth, jaws to the floor
Cause she in shock, I got her begging for more
She just wants the cock, I'm not really sure
That's why I always call before I ever knock on the door
I got questions
Got a lot of fucking questions dawg
I got questions
Got a motherfucking question dawg
I ask questions
My nerves messed up, I burn better, the herbs get us
High enough to pluck bird feathers, iceberg lettuce
Gets us so cold we'll murk niggas
Hold the 44 to your dome, try to search niggas
They gat blow, turn your afro to a perm nigga
I'm sure nigga, but that same nigga that'll purge with you will turn in your name to the god damn services
But won't serve witcha'
He gone teach your ass a lesson, but ain't gon' learn witcha'
And that's the reason why that you gon' have a seasoned mind
Pain builds maturity, don't you be worried G
I keep a even mind but gotta know the reason why
These niggas ain't really sure of me, I ain't certain G
They doubt me currently even with Cole referring me
Well, shit, niggas be hating, it just occurred to me
Niggas be pussy, they looking Kirby pink
That's why niggas be shooting, but not how Curry be
It's an emergency, rap need a savior
And I think that I can save it
But look, ain't no one heard of me Yea, ain't no one heard of me
But I'm gon' be what I deserve to be
Certainly, sure to be, a current king
Case closed like someone murdered me
Then buried me, and couldn't be found
But it's evident that I'll be around for more than a while
Wow this child, run his track for more than a mile
Open your mouth, jaws to the floor
Cause she in shock, I got her begging for more
She just wants the cock, I'm not really sure
That's why I always call before I ever knock on the door
I got questions
Got a lot of fucking questions dawg
I got questions
Got a motherfucking question dawg
I ask questions
Marvin Coady, Cody Rashad Osagie
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