Bad Newsz Greatest - The Birth of Rogue lyrics

rate me

Oh, I got a question

You promised you will get it through

Up in Haven, what y’all dance through?

We wanna dance too, and put my team on

Bitch, do steroids now my team strong!

The type of shit that might get a nigga line her up

Hardest hell make the devil’s say, “OMG!”

God say, I’m saying, say never mind

I guess them niggas get requiring another time

Time, my nigga don’t copy

I’m sorry if the truth sound cocky

But can’t nobody do me how it does me?

That just being nigga hate before they love me

Me, yeah they might got it slightly

What’s the future to a nigga with one of these?

Huh, greatest remain nameless

Nig-nigga we ain’t famous!

Hook:

You can hate me now

You can hate me now

Nigga, we ain’t famous!

You can hate me now

You can hate me now

Nigga, we ain’t

Playing God, it blew breath on my lungs

Go blinds, hope lines

Sixty boss, turned the bitches to cope lines

I told them, “sniff up!” at the same time

White girl up, bitch, it’s Lindsay Lohan time!

Time, I’mma let ‘em know right now

Black warrior and the clique, it’s a lifestyle

Style, so don’t buy my shit

GOD, get off my dick, uh!

Doing devilish things

Anything just to get that cake

And the prayer that we used to say

The darkest… away, hey!

Wait, them niggas got it slightly

But what’s the future to a nigga with one of these, huh?

Greatest remain nameless

Nigga, we ain’t famous!

Hook:

You can hate me now

You can hate me now

Nigga, we ain’t famous!

You can hate me now

You can hate me now

Nigga, we ain’t

Playing God, it blew breath on my lungs!

Cally, Kush brought up

Black warrior fellow, sipping out gold cups

Old school, call crash

We ain’t stopping till the whole world knows us.

Everything I drop is a death gem

Motherfuckers with a swan that I know on us

Rust, we’re the Gods in this music shit

So when you sweat at him, make sure you sweat at us!

Uh, man I hate when the city lies

Way more sad when a king dies

I just want my money on king’s side

Death, death that they ever touch a game pass

Wait, them niggas got it slightly

What’s the future to a nigga, I don’t give a fuck!

Uh, greatest remain naimless

Fuck, fuck, fuck your life, nigga we’re infamous!

(You think I’ve come this far and let you nigga stop me now?)