No Favors

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it

You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em? No favors

Clique too big, bread? gotta break it

Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em?

No favors, no favors

What I need? No favors

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em? no favors

I'm about getting the job done, boy up every night

I'm about rolling a seven, when I toss up the dice

I'm about getting my logo off, flooded with ice

I'm about taking a risk, that might **** up your life

Tell 'em point and shoot like camera crews

In front of cameras too (brrr)

Damn, Sean, what happened to the humble attitude?

I'm like "****** took the flow but I'm still standing too"

Thought I had the Midas touch and then I went platinum too

************ all your comparisons

I've been talking to God like that's my therapist

I'm African-American in America

I ain't inherit **** but a millionaire under 30

So he must be hearing ****

Don, don, don, life, I do this for the crib

The D to Flint who kids sick from led

Others get the hit with the laugh

From where they need a handout

But they tell you put hands up

Only deals I have is from the Sam's Club

Now it's blue blood in my veins, so you know where I came from

Born in a world going where they told me I can't go

In my lane, though, I'm in the same boat as Usain Bolt

Get ahead by any means so the head's what I aim for

When my grandma died, I realized I got an angel

Show me everything's a blessing depending on the angles

Look, I am the anomaly, never needed favors or apologies

That's my new lifetime policy

Wood grain steering wheel this b*tch feel like a pirate ship

How many hot verses till you b*tches start acknowledging

The pictures we been painting, my *****

Connected to a higher power

How I know? 'Cause I don't write this ****, I think it, my *****

Look, all I ever did was beat the odds

Cause when you try to get even it just don't even out

Never stopping like we hypnotized

Watch what we visualize on the rise, be the GOAT

While we alive when we die, we gon' be the gods

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it

You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em? No favors

Clique too big, bread? gotta break it

'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em?

No favors, no favors

If she was flavor I won't savor

No taste buds, hoe later

**** you looking at, hater?

I saw them eyes like an ass raper

Try to copy my swag like a cheating classmate

I'll be the last face you see before you pass

When you get your ******* ass graded like a math paper

So ahead of my time late means I'm early, my age is reversing

I'm basically 30, amazingly sturdy, zany and wordy

Brainy and nerdy, blatantly dirty

Insanely perverted, rapey and scurvy

They blame me for murdering Jamie Lee Curtis

Said I put her face in the furnace, beat her with a space heater

A piece furniture, egg beater, thermos

It may be disturbing, what I'm saying's cringe worthy

But I'm urinating on Fergie, call Shady number 81

Surely I'm turning into the Aaron Hernandez of rap

State of emergency, the planets having panic attacks

Brady's returning, matter fact I may be deserving

Of a Pat on the back like a Patriots jersey

Inexplicable stomach growl from the pit of it

Like a ******* Terrier hittin' it

Despicable, dumb it down, ridiculous

Tongue is foul shoot off at the ******* mouth

Like a missile, a thunder cloud

100 pound pistol pull the trigger this gun will sound

And you'll get a round like Digital Underground

And **** Ann Coulter with a Klan Poster

With a lamp post, door handle shutter

A damn bolt cutter, a sandal, a can opener, a candle rubber

Piano, a flannel, sucker, some hand soap, butter

A banjo and manhole cover

Hand over the mouth and nose smother

Trample ran over the tramp with the Land Rover

The band, the Lambo, Hummer and Road Runner

Go ham donut or go Rambo, gotta make an example of her

That's for Sandra Bland ho and Philando

Hannibal on the lamb, no wonder I am so stubborn

I'm anti, can't no government handle a commando

Your man don't want it, Trump's a b*tch

I'll make his whole brand go under (yeah)

And tell Dre I'm meeting him in L.A., white bronco like Elway

Speeding, I'm bout to run over a chick, Del Rey CD in?

Females stay beatin 'em, bet you they'll lay bleeding

And yell, "Wait!", pleading, but screaming is pointless

Like feeding Michel'le helium

Leaving them pale faced medium sized welt

Straight treating 'em like a cell mate

See me I'm climbing hell's gate

B*tch, I'm like your problems: self-made

Meaning someone else is self Made needed?

Cause I'ma

Make it, make it, make it, boy, we gotta make it

You can save your hand, I ain't gotta shake it

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em; no favors

Clique too big, bread? gotta break it

'Cause these others lowkey with the snaking faking

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em?

No favors, no favors

What I need? No favors

Everything lined up for the taking

And what I need from 'em? no favors

I know you feeling yourself right now

But I'm not sure she's the one

I would call them in: "Hey, I'm outside"

What are you doing here?