The Return
(专辑: Young Sinatra IV - 2018)
Satisfy Satisfy Yeah yeah, yeah Satisfy this hung-you Sinatra Big Pepe Satisfy Oh, you got the
studio shout-out Satisfy You feeling good about yourself right now, huh? Satisfy this hung-you (6ix) Hold up let me get up in it now Bitch, I'm here to win it now L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm finna bring it now If you know the
words, take a
step back and sing it now Never thought I'd have to, but I
keep the
windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the
keys to my Audi? Last time I
said, it went viral, I
don't fuck with nobody And I
don't fuck with you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause don't none of y'all know a
fucking thing 'bout what I
been through And all that superficial shit you love I'm just not into And when it comes to getting deep in this rap shit I've been to Like the
pussy, don't push me I
ain't no killer, but you know the
rest You think I
caught the
holy spirit how I'm feeling blessed Ain't no contest at all this wack shit, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest It ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm still gunning While half of these motherfuckers still running I've earned everything I've attained and they steal from him Like goddamn, I'm the
motherfucking man Used to call you a
hater, you a
motherfucking stan Ain't nobody built himself a
brand like me I
ain't signed a
shoe deal 'cause I'm waiting for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me Cut the
check for twenty million right now and we might see Everybody rocking my kicks, preaching positivity I
get up, I
get up I
get up, when I'm down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I
get tough and when I'm beaten to the
ground I
get up, I
get up I
get up, uh, uh, I
get up, uh, uh I
get up, when I'm down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I
get tough and when I'm beaten to the
ground I
get up, I
get up I
get up, uh, uh, I
get up, uh, uh I
get up Never address me as "Robert" 'less it's 'bout that Dinero Far from a
hero, I
ain't never saved my hoes I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros It don't matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the
creep 'Cause in the
end we all six feet deep Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on this 6ix beat Flashbacks of having visions way back in G'Burg Every single one of my homies and me work Cutting had to get up out it, make a
hit, forget about it Younging with a
dream but nobody gave a
shit about it Ten years later, pick up a
pen, write a
hit about it And back then I
thought I'd be defined by how good I
rhyme Not like these rappers with shit flows, but look good online Not made to feel bad for speaking 'bout this shit on my mind Or called a
faggot, a
nigger, a
cracker who wish he was blacker I
wish I
could face my homophobic, racist attacker And smack the
shit outta their ass as peaceful as possible It's highly improbable, it's stoppable But still, way too many people feel how I
feel That's on the
real, on the
real, on the
motherfucking real I
get up, when I'm down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I
get tough and when I'm beaten to the
ground I
get up, I
get up I
get up, uh, uh, I
get up, uh, uh I
get up, when I'm down, had enough, almost drowned When shit rough I
get tough and when I'm beaten to the
ground I
get up, I
get up I
get up, uh, uh, I
get up, uh, uh Ayo motherfuck a
trump, said that shit on my last album but you wasn't tapping in Fuck a
mumble let's make America rap again Industry don't give a
fuck about rap or what's happening Fuck a
hypebeast, bitch, now who seeing me? Nobody reports the
music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I
collided with headlines Preach that, go 'head boy now preach that Wash my hands of this negativity, word to Three Stacks So fresh, so clean, who the
illest on the
scene? Wu-Tang, get the
cream, Sinatra gon' reign supreme Open your mental, get out your feeling's like dental This shit is consequential, lighting a
fire to the
game Can you rappers feel the
flame? Nah, this shit won't be the
same Fuck a
rap beef, I
promise I
want all of y'all to prosper But deep down you know it's only gon' be one Mufasa I'm the
king, fuck the
bling, but just might make you kiss the
ring All these rappers I
came up on, I
surpassed, I
know it sting now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some shit I
love all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the
whole wide world applauded it Game still ain't give me my credits, so I'ma audit it I'm heartless like Kanye in '08 Yeah, that's word to NO I.D, now they all know who I
be I'm calling out Jay-Z to jump up on the
track with me and smack the
whole industry Show 'em what that real rap do The
ball's in your court, Hov, I
hope to hear from Guru, woo!