Certified E

Yeah, yeah. Long live Times, long live Times. Long live all my niggas. Long live Shuts, you know? Free all my niggas. Free all niggas. Jungle. Gotta stop playing me like I ain't... Trap niggas in this shit, you know? Certified. Certified. Yeah. Took my books out and put a pistol in My rucksack. Fifteen, addicted to drilling, I had to crack back. Dawg caught a murder charge, I'm pissed he never Bust that. Niggas make gun raps, I've never heard Them up that. Certified, now my membership could Never get revoked. Wanna get rich? Just take a nine out and press the coke. Break it down and sell it, that's what I Call a stepping stone. Forever road, my mama tell you I was never Home. Niggas I have beef with, they gonna tell You I get active. These niggas beefing but all They do is rap this. Killers in their captions, I think all these rappers catfish. Shorty spoke Spanish, had to smash it without Plastic. And they got the nerve to ask me Why I'm still a savage. Michael was a good yute, they killed him on His mattress. Traumatized, I made birds cross the Borderlines. And niggas never bring their cash when It's order time. Salute the ones that didn't rap And they did all the time. Drug play, gunplay, yeah, I did all them crimes. I know the bangers, all the trappers, I know All the slimes. I did years in that slammer, So free all the guys. They come for bodies, they ain't doing manslaughter Time. When they compare me to these nerds, I feel mortified. All these bredders cry wolf and tell porky pies. You want me gone, get it authorized, I'm certified. Lick hitter, get backer, big stepper, Block spinner. Certified, I'm that nigga. Lick hitter, get backer, big stepper, Block spinner. Certified, I'm that nigga. Was thuggin' by force, I ain't choose to. Yeah, I got the trappers going crazy and the Shooters going cuckoo. I don't add the streets, headlock suits, Bluetooth. Tears gon' flow the day my picture's in the Newsroom. Niggas scream gang, but their gang look Like a Gucci. Bull jump in the blender like A smoothie, we don't use fruit. She talking Akasan, I guess that's what she used To. That sick of me. Bitch can't, we only go and tickle me. Get my dick sucked, the only time somebody spit On me. When I was broke as fuck, a Lot of bitches used to shit on me. Now they wanna sit on me. Billie Jean holds a few, don't try drop a Kid on me. Like, bitch, is you kidding me? Tell it how it is, that's why a lot Of niggas sick of me. Niggas turn gangster overnight, they're a mystery. Pull too many cards, they can't rewrite their History. If was you and you was me, Shit, I'd be pissed with me. Man know military, tryna cock them choppers. And I never played coppers and I never played Robbers. But I had that DVD player playing shutters. Now they can't knock us, no luck, we just Hustlers. Had a dirty burger, should've nicknamed it Rustlers. Me and Sus in that Rolls truck, Seats mustard. To live a life like this, You know how much it cost us. Lock it like Rastas, all my niggas certified. Lick hitter, get backer, big stepper, Block spinner. Certified, I'm that nigga. Lick hitter, get backer, big stepper, Block spinner. Certified, I'm that nigga.