"Popular Demand" lyrics
Might just pull a dmx and drop 2 in a year
More truths to spew in you ears in lieu of my peers
A loose screw in the mood to ruin careers
Ya'll think these niggas tough?
Look me in my eyes, do it look like I really give a fuck
The game is all twisted, niggas selling out to get a buck
A chain and flawed pendant, then claim they authentic
Too many names to call I aim at ya'll and paint the walls crimson I came to cause tension
Threw flamers all through my last shit my brain evolved since then But the pen ain't reached its pinnacle
Niggas is minuscule, mental identical with middle school Mimicking gimmicky nigga interviews
Then wonder why they not winning
Too worried bout hot women and tennis shoes
Even when I'm not locked in I'm top tenning it
Deadass like I rock Timberlands, the block trembling
Tu got the bass thumping, I'll do the rest
Ya'll sayin who the best, I ain't too impressed
And so I'm
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
A profit stacking a profit, packing a rocket in my jacket pocket
One in the head, I don't have to cock it
Niggas actin stop it, my shit slap from Old Nat to Brockett
Ok we got it Grip back to topic
Ok I gotta die rich cause I grew up poor
Seen lives expire from age, I seen a few cut short
I seen them glocks busting, cops rushing through front doors
My city on fire I know that I can do much more
Maybe I show these lil niggas they can be like me
Trade it all of my designer for a clean white tee
Or maybe I don't and tell them I do it for motivation
And they get more impatient, more robbing and home invasions
More dealing, more killings, mugshots with no feelings
Cell blocks get more tenants
That ain't your business
Maybe you right, maybe I'm better off oblivious
Get rich and act like I never witnessed it
So I'll be
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
More truths to spew in you ears in lieu of my peers
A loose screw in the mood to ruin careers
Ya'll think these niggas tough?
Look me in my eyes, do it look like I really give a fuck
The game is all twisted, niggas selling out to get a buck
A chain and flawed pendant, then claim they authentic
Too many names to call I aim at ya'll and paint the walls crimson I came to cause tension
Threw flamers all through my last shit my brain evolved since then But the pen ain't reached its pinnacle
Niggas is minuscule, mental identical with middle school Mimicking gimmicky nigga interviews
Then wonder why they not winning
Too worried bout hot women and tennis shoes
Even when I'm not locked in I'm top tenning it
Deadass like I rock Timberlands, the block trembling
Tu got the bass thumping, I'll do the rest
Ya'll sayin who the best, I ain't too impressed
And so I'm
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
A profit stacking a profit, packing a rocket in my jacket pocket
One in the head, I don't have to cock it
Niggas actin stop it, my shit slap from Old Nat to Brockett
Ok we got it Grip back to topic
Ok I gotta die rich cause I grew up poor
Seen lives expire from age, I seen a few cut short
I seen them glocks busting, cops rushing through front doors
My city on fire I know that I can do much more
Maybe I show these lil niggas they can be like me
Trade it all of my designer for a clean white tee
Or maybe I don't and tell them I do it for motivation
And they get more impatient, more robbing and home invasions
More dealing, more killings, mugshots with no feelings
Cell blocks get more tenants
That ain't your business
Maybe you right, maybe I'm better off oblivious
Get rich and act like I never witnessed it
So I'll be
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
Back by popular demand
Niggas plotting on on my mans we gon drop em where he stand
Whole posse getting bands got em copyin the plans
Had a pocket fulla grams but these days I need the profit in advance
