Sticks & Stones

[Intro]
He came into the game and dominated
Only to remain underrated the entire time
Eventually he left, they begged him to stay
They never appreciate you until you are gone
Maybe he’ll be reincarnated, with a vengeance
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

[Verse 1]
I wore hoodies 3X size
Banging since the Latin kings and the Niet Thuis
Its murder something likе bobby nigga, GS9
Bring terror to your squad like a TS sign
Back when R Kеlly had the song Fiesta
Did a juks on the bus, the BX line
In grade school I never been a reject kind
Pap always got the new Jordans, he dress fly
Bullshitters couldn’t play me with that BS vibe
Put the knuckle check on them during recess time
Haters ask how we doing, tell 'em we just fine
Hottest thing in the street since the PS5
Used to be nice, I’m still nice this ain’t a throwback
I’m not perfect and I ain’t afraid to show that
If I make a mistake I wouldn’t hesitate to own that
I just say pardon me like Trump did Wayne And Kodak

[Chorus]
You bluffin’ you frontin’ you buggin’, cheap jewels keep hustlin’
You struggling, you a rat, you nothing
Papoose, big strong, two cousins

[Verse 2]
This freedom thrown down the drain
Cause he ain’t mentally free your bro such slave
Acting like you so smart you know nothing man
No amount of money could fix a broke fucking brain
Acting like a kid and it’s a cold blooded shame
Grown men don’t even act their own fucking age
From the dark side I ain’t see no sunny days
Some hold grudges they carry those to their grave
When you playing Cee-Lo is such a cold blooded game
We play by the hood rules those never change
If you not betting don’t stick your nose in the game
Don’t be a cheerleader, that’s so fucking lame
Let em’ get away with it then you then you chose to get played
If his ass bet you, you either fold or you bang
Niggas be calling me by a whole 'nother name
The headcracker we both not the same
If you roll a Brownsville deuce you on the road to get paid
Most ace out, some niggas throw lucky tres
Quick to poke something, keep a old bloody blade
Might clap something, I got an old rusty gauge
When it’s time to work hard they show funny ways
Asking for more handouts than a Go Fund Me page

[Chorus]
You bluffin’ you frontin’ you buggin’, cheap jewels keep hustlin’
You struggling, you a rat, you nothing
Papoose, big strong, two cousins
You bluffin’ you frontin’ you buggin’, cheap jewels keep hustlin’
You struggling, you a rat, you nothing
Papoose, big strong, two cousins