Lyrics: Ian Koromah
Music: Pier Danio Forni
I respect the hustler
Youq the killer
I be rolling up the Ganja
Pop eye with the spinach
And this shirt is Casablanca
It’s a new beginning
Wifey tired of me sinning
When I’m feeling on Samantha
I respect the ******* with a vision
And a dream
Recreating fashion when they step out on the scene
You respected the nigger that be bad with all of his g’s
I respect the ones who show respect cause we all bleed
Haters rest in peace
Poverty rest in piece
Baby girl come my way
Never cum less than me
I got a house on a hill
And a lot of shit coming to me
So I’m protecting my space
I Ride with who riding for me
You got an attitude please roblem feel it through the phone when your typing to me
All of you niggas on planet name
Not where isn’t dying
And I went back to the hood and I see the same niggas outside on the street
You don’t respect yourself
Or whoever your tryna be it’s time to leave
Ian does it real good
And I’ll probably never stop
Nobody does it better
X4
Grew up in the streets
And it turned me to a monster
Blanco colour airforce
Crushing on bianca
We Use to hang by the store
Watching for cop car
Little hungry niggas that’ll rob you for Nokia
Now I play a better role
Like I need a Oscar
No world peace
Just dividing and conquer
I ain’t never voted
**** the British government
I been on a road trip
And it’s money coming in
Every time I sex a chick
Ima switch positions
Having you coming in consecutive
Lot of chicks know I’m the one that got away from a redding ring
Got some chicks I hit like ten years back still tryna message him
Lotta them be on Better you find someone to settle with
Big L reincarnated
Cheffing in the kitchen tell so how these bars tastting
I was past praying
Selling cause casian
Now I’m on my way where it’s money and broads waiting
Ian does it real good
And I’ll probably never stop
Nobody does it better
X4
I thought my father could been a parent I’ll. never know till I try
And I don’t blame your only human and now I’m a man I know it’s more in life
I know I **** up I should be a better grandson and be by your side
My mama mother she loves me my fathers mother don’t chat to me **** her life
When I found Leon crazy on coke
I probably should been a better friend
I never asked how you was then me Cally were just laughing like this nigga Ments
I’m a young savage I broke like 50 hearts
Shoulda been better to them
All of them tears I endured and those cry’s from the females I wanted respect from my friends
Swear on my unborn daughter
I’ma do better while I still got my breathe
Niggas is young like tef
Tryna put on the shoes that a real nigga left
Had to do better all my criminal friends I had to leave em behind
Had to do better baby girl I am pimp and you do not need me in life
Mum used to call me her arrogant son
Had to do better and get rid of pride
Thinkin of the time
I was just 13 years old when I put my hands on the nine