"Born Rebel" lyrics
Ay, what's up, nephew?
Ay, man, you better get you a fire truck, man
And uh, get some water and put that fire out, boy, put that fire out, boy
That goddamn song so goddamn hot, boy
You-you-you gon' need some water or somethin' to put that fire out, boy
That shit hot, I just call to tell you 'bout it, boy
That—that shit is hot
(Love you, Klassic, love you)
Yeah, yeah, cold as ever, stitch 'em like patent leather
Puzzle me, I'm back together, Ace drop-switch ya schedule
Heavy on the gas pedals, '88, a born rebel
Thirty-four, I'm rich as ever, feelin' like the new Mandela
Niggas can't cage me, never
Learned how to dance with the devil
Rocks sit inside my bezel, goin' up a few more levels
Bitch niggas do be jealous, rich niggas do be tellin'
Roll the dice, I landed sevens, pretty boy in my genetics
Whack 'em if he disrespected, pack 'em like a TV dinner
Turn 'em to a chicken tender, anybody else they're sendin'
I been on my happy vibrant, learned how to balance violence
Choose and I can amplify it how I get the touch of the Midas
Youngin' out bunch, he the brightest, niggas gon' remember the titan
Raised the bar and double the prices, fuckin' with me, never likely
Cuban bitch thick and spicy, diamonds on me dancin' hyphy
One of one, I'm really a hybrid, I ain't lettin' none of you faze me
Bunch of niggas fold in a crisis, bunch of ours are really divided
Niggas better pay me in homage, think I need a minute of silence, uh (Uh)
Uh, they didn't believe it, but God did, I couldn't tell it, but time did
I got no interest in fake friends, sleepin', I'm stitchin' your eye lids
Hitters behind me like ad-libs, they make your body do cartwheels
Shout out my lawyer, this shit real, pullin' me outta that bad deal
I wanted freedom to build mine, start to see holdin' me back signs
Play with my money, It's flat line, crossin' them enemy gun lines
I'm on your ass if you threaten mine, I'm on your corner like prime time
I got it covered like long johns, green only mean that it's go time, pussy
Cold as ever, stitch 'em like patent leather
Puzzle me, I'm back together, Ace drop-switch ya schedule
Heavy on the gas pedals, '88, a born rebel
Thirty-four, I'm rich as ever, feelin' like the new Mandela (New Mandela, new Mandela, new Mandela)
Ay, man, you better get you a fire truck, man
And uh, get some water and put that fire out, boy, put that fire out, boy
That goddamn song so goddamn hot, boy
You-you-you gon' need some water or somethin' to put that fire out, boy
That shit hot, I just call to tell you 'bout it, boy
That—that shit is hot
(Love you, Klassic, love you)
Yeah, yeah, cold as ever, stitch 'em like patent leather
Puzzle me, I'm back together, Ace drop-switch ya schedule
Heavy on the gas pedals, '88, a born rebel
Thirty-four, I'm rich as ever, feelin' like the new Mandela
Niggas can't cage me, never
Learned how to dance with the devil
Rocks sit inside my bezel, goin' up a few more levels
Bitch niggas do be jealous, rich niggas do be tellin'
Roll the dice, I landed sevens, pretty boy in my genetics
Whack 'em if he disrespected, pack 'em like a TV dinner
Turn 'em to a chicken tender, anybody else they're sendin'
I been on my happy vibrant, learned how to balance violence
Choose and I can amplify it how I get the touch of the Midas
Youngin' out bunch, he the brightest, niggas gon' remember the titan
Raised the bar and double the prices, fuckin' with me, never likely
Cuban bitch thick and spicy, diamonds on me dancin' hyphy
One of one, I'm really a hybrid, I ain't lettin' none of you faze me
Bunch of niggas fold in a crisis, bunch of ours are really divided
Niggas better pay me in homage, think I need a minute of silence, uh (Uh)
Uh, they didn't believe it, but God did, I couldn't tell it, but time did
I got no interest in fake friends, sleepin', I'm stitchin' your eye lids
Hitters behind me like ad-libs, they make your body do cartwheels
Shout out my lawyer, this shit real, pullin' me outta that bad deal
I wanted freedom to build mine, start to see holdin' me back signs
Play with my money, It's flat line, crossin' them enemy gun lines
I'm on your ass if you threaten mine, I'm on your corner like prime time
I got it covered like long johns, green only mean that it's go time, pussy
Cold as ever, stitch 'em like patent leather
Puzzle me, I'm back together, Ace drop-switch ya schedule
Heavy on the gas pedals, '88, a born rebel
Thirty-four, I'm rich as ever, feelin' like the new Mandela (New Mandela, new Mandela, new Mandela)
Writer(s): Anthony Wyley, Antoine McColister, Gilberto Montoya
