Music: McKinley Dixon/Teller Bank$/Sam E. Yamaha
Generational snappin', you know if I’m rappin', I'm usin’ my grandfather's words when I write
The language passed down from my head to my heart to my wrist to my fist and my fingers ignite
Eyes open wide, you fantasized 'bout how you catchin' a such wonderful sight
But sadly the nigga next to you, he catchin' a, uh, catchin' a fist full of light (Okay, okay, okay)
Been this way since back in day (Yeah), the mailman saw my OG on porch and the nigga just fled
Made money off Icarus, gold off of Midas, now chain like a hydra, on end, niggas' heads
Put one to my ear, curse has been placed on you, I'm sorry, nigga, that’s just what it said
Show me a legend, I’m finna look at it like why would you show me a nigga that's dead?
Reflection uncanny, I might know his pеoples, but focus, there’s monеy we gotta obtain
Scared little kids like the girl on your necklace, and her son behind her hung up your chain
Probably to you the middle of the table, sittin' on the throne is the best spot, but
Me and my niggas posted up with a view, takin' aim at the despot with
Generational snappin', you know if I’m rappin', I'm usin' my grandfather's words when I write
The language passed down from my head to my heart to my wrist to my fist and my fingers ignite
Eyes open wide, you fantasized 'bout how you catchin' a such wonderful sight
But sadly the nigga next to you, he catchin' a, uh, catchin' a fist full of light (Okay)
Hands full of money in the open, throw it risk-free
Gotta blindin' light in my palm where my wrist be
We might have a problem, nigga gon' keep that fist free
Niggas love me so much, it's so wild how they miss me
Na-na-na-na boo-boo, dancin' up in my church shoes
Hop in and out of storybooks, shit you wishin' you could do
Ain't gon' keep it a secret, I show you the spell
Just put your hand over your heart, then inhale and yell
There we stand, bow in hand, silence deadly
Puts his palm on my shoulder, weight is heavy
He leaned in and firmly said to me
He flyin' zig-zag, but he'll die if you steady, thwang
Middle finger release, back of the string
Stand on the hill, watch it twitch when it's slain
If he got in way, he's the only one to blame
And killin' flyin' things always gon' be the same, so (Yeah)
With a [?] 'til I get my get-back
Bitch, it's Big Smoke, I'm serving big dope
'Til the watch got more jewels than a [?] of cognac
I misquote, my bad, must've misspoke
They brought us over on a boat, left us far from home
Police scare the hood members over megaphone
From the [bell tops ?], every night like a mother****in' metronome [let TECs blow ?]
[Wanna see this note, meet me over at the Texaco ?], got gas like a Texaco
I'm overdue, bitch, the next to blow
I bet you mother****ers question, though
The way my brother cross a nigga, wouldn't press the [?]
Lil' water in the bottle, had to [stress the soul ? stretch the soap? ], if you know, you know
I been blessed with hope, I been invested, though
'Cause life is dark, light the spark to bite the bark
To fight this war, to fight this Lord, to [?]
[?] to fight the law
They wrote me off, they wrote me off
[?], pots and pans in the trap makin' [?] bowls
Get what you need, nigga, give me a call
**** the ref, nigga, let me ball
Brother stretch yo' ass like they stretch the dough
I done sold the dope, nigga, yeah, ayy