range brothers

Bad b***h pardon me I say what's up

Educated so I put her in the cut

I need a girlfriend I need a girlfriend

Two hoes and I think I did too much

I got two phones and I don't know who to trust

I need a girlfriend I need a girlfriend

Bet that girlfriend lonely introduce her to my humor

It's a lot of b***hes that they sent home in their Uber

Uh high-profile n***as in my circle dodgin' rumors

I been tucked away dodgin' bless duckin' maneuvers

Huh okay you say you not ready

Okay okay comin' in heavy

Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty okay okay

Okay y'all be on E un-leady

Okay okay hold the confetti

Okay okay you say you not ready

They wanna bite the hand that try to feed them prudes

You cannot hid§Ö behind the shades I see right through it

You ain't stand up on your word th§Ön you's a fool

They're not chea they're not chea they're not bool

I be wanna see me whole gang on TV pg my Rollie

Turnin' out tops and the tall b***hes

That remind me of the old days

Sneakin' in hoes with the backstage pass

What they all in huh for the poet huh

I'm a young poetin' n***a I just go at it n***a

I'm a w***e at it n***a

You could ask my mama we poetic n***a

I was raised in the projects we could go at it n***a

I can't waste no time on a co-edded n***a

Bro-code me an' Dad count through seven figures

Raised around bottles and d**e fiends

On a high since the day I turned sixteen

747 I'm starin' at plane wings

Prayin' the Lord's seen Grandma prayin' for me ayy

Huh okay you say you not ready

Okay okay comin' in heavy

Okay they ain't in shape I'm petty okay okay

Okay y'all be on E un-leady

Okay okay hold the confetti

Okay okay just say you not ready

They wanna bite the hand that try to feed them prudes

You cannot hide behind the shades I see right through it

You ain't stand up on your word then you's a fool

They're not chea they're not chea they're not bool

Everybody wanna be great but the work don't relate him to life

Be mistakin' the truth n***a

I remember bankin' with Chase like four-hundred K

Starin' at it I don't know what to do n***a

Now I look at money like a resource

Every contract gotta put my kid's family in school

Health and wealth goin' deep

For it do right for my next life

And he get some too

I remember roaches momma lost focus

I was at home no lights no food

Heard that the joke is Hykeem broken

Head to the ground when I walk in school

Goin' through the motions mad impulsive

Granny I won't abide by the rules

I shall reside with advisers to boom

F**k that booman let me get some too

Life ain't always about your name in they mouth

And the cars and the clothes and the jewels

Every lil' b***h that's born looking like soft porn

Only meant for your ego to bruise

Bet when the hoes get bored and the points ain't score

You gone live in this world confused

Every day the hate restored and the faith get short

F**k that let me get some too

N***a my livelihood was understood

That the roof I'm in not bool

N***a the shoes I fill are huge

Keem wanna share that ho Bro move

N***a wanna fake sneak diss

'Cause I f**ked his b***h in a black hatchback

I front in the pics when the heart don't match

Take care of the kids gotta go where they at ayy

Hold on let's get this s**t let's get this s**t

Let's get this s**t let's hmm

Top of the mornin' top of the mornin' top of the mornin'

Top of the mornin' top of the mornin'

Top of the mornin' top of the mornin'

Hold on let's get this s**t let's get this s**t

Let's get this s**t let's hmm like what these n***as on like

Ain't s**t changed still f**kin' and rappin'

Two bad b***hes here Cartier glasses huh

Her friend got pornography habits give me that b***h but Sir

Rollie gang Rollie gang Rollie gang pgLang fool

Hundred thousand on her she know she gang she's hot

Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang Rover gang

Range brothers out the roof we're not the Wayans

We're not the Wayans

B***h I hate to tell the truth

We're not the same he's baby Keem

I'm with my Rover brother and

We're runnin' game a Range Rover

Whippin' rubber bands on the meatloaf

Overseas tidy up for me 'fore I get home

Take one take two take three heave it

Stop hidin' comments under your sleeve n***a believe it

Why your boyfriend keep on lookin' for me is he Jesus

Let's get this s**t let's get this s**t

Let's get this s**t let's hmm

Top of the mornin' top of the mornin' top of the mornin'

Top of the mornin' top of the mornin'

Top of the mornin' top of the mornin'

Hold on let's get this s**t let's get this s**t

Let's get this s**t let's hmm