"Clear It Out" lyrics
"Clear It Out"
This New York, nigga
Let the motherfucking monkeys out
Why the fuck you need my addy for?
We ain't related, why your bitch calling me Daddy for?
Jealousy'll get you killed, lil nigga
Fuck working out, I see the way you built, lil nigga
Choke him up, poke your back, poke him up
Nigga think think the drug deal went bad, coke him up
This street shit, I been here, done that, lucked up
Made it big, and you still there, fucked up
And I don't think I'm better than you, I'm calm
Matter fact, I'm better than everybody that came out your mom
Greatness, nigga, I see why you hate this nigga
Lox is New York, I'll wait while you debate this, nigga
Don't make me take that black mask back out, and start talking to myself
Like I'm suffering from mental health
I'm nice with a pen, they say I sound hungry again
Gorillas at the door, let them niggas in
I don't give a fuck on what you talking 'bout
We come through your block, and we gon' clear it out
Clear it out
Just 'cause I am famous, think you can't get popped
I come through your block, and we gon' clear it out
Clear it out
Fuck all the chatter, my pockets is fatter
I point at your scatter
You talking stupid, I thought black lives matter
If you don't care, why the fuck should I?
You shooting, I'm shooting back
I let God decide who the fuck should die
I go back to the [?]
No Carona, my [?] was [?]
And fuck
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