"WELL I'LL BE A MONKEY'S UNCLE" lyrics

They done fucked up
And snuck me in the club with a Ja Morant, but this my bitch gun
They all the recant the chants when the SIG spun, enough dumplings for you to get one
Bun with the biscuit
I predict the three-fifth will still dim some
For this kite, get rich or get you a fish fry
Tried to describe a four, this'd be my fifth time
When it's time to carry your casket, I'll be the sixth guy
And the silk-stitch tie, quiet when the pin drop, lyin', wishin' you didn't die
Offerin' my shoulder as moral support for when your bitch cry
You can't get your weight fake and taste stale
Cost an arm and a leg to pay just to make bail, but
I'd do whatever it takes just to make your estate sale
Can't compare due to the range in grade scale
Your Black persona shade pale
You didn't fare well when held to the razor, the grayscale
To be fair, I used to repair
Now I replace, envision off the contrary
Not sayin' shit and just coexist be my favoritest
I'm in a realm outside my physical cell where cares can't exist
Maintainin' my plans to escape the matrix in a whip painted Topanga's glimpse
A nigga like me need office, type nigga to appease needs often
With a paperwork so clean you could eat off it
Who waters the roots when a givin' tree's leaves fallin'?
Rain don't stream to ravines often
The bark that protects me carved and the fruits of my dreams rotten
I never showed soul, you left me between carpin'
I gave you shade on days it beamed in August, then you picked me as clean as autumn
I be the nigga sweepin' feet at the Apollo, G-lock the keys, so the beam will park you
Aquamarine on my sleeve, but the gleam is chartreuse
Shit, well, I'll be a monkey's uncle
Mama told me, "You get my goat"
But forgot to mention how to pump or stump you