Fabolous - The Wake lyrics

rate me

It really was all Drama's fault, I been had the mixtape done

He's like yea that's cool, But I'm bout to go to the Bahamas

I'm like Bahamas? Nigga we got work to do

We gotta finish killin the fuckin competition

We can start the funeral service

First off I wanna send my condolensces

Rest in peace to the competition

Sup Dram, Ya'll know what this is right?

Da, Da Grillz, Da-Da, Da Grillz

I am logged on to fuck niggas dot com

And I am everything these fuck niggas not Dram

Must be some confusion, You niggas are not me

I am an illusion, Really what you cannot see

So picture me, Like a paparazzi

H, dot N dot I dot C

WE don't play when we roll, No Yahtzee

And I hate you niggas, No Nazi

But this the holocaust, Rap genocide

Ike Turner take that bitch slaps in the ride

My shorty tellin me, Kill the competition boo

And I be tellin her there is no competition to

There Is No Competition 2

It's good to wake up look in the mirror and the only competition is u

And even that nigga ain't seein me

My reflection have a hard time bein me

So the tryna do me shit, It's time to dead it

I'm what ya don't do, Even if simon said it

I kill em with the shine, Yea these black diamonds credit

And my watch is sick but I have no time for medics

Black ice in the Ottomar, This is custom order bra

First I call the jeweler up, Then I call the coroner

My car is foreigner, My bitch is from florida

I killed the pussy last nite so now her man is mournin her

Good mornin sir, I goodnight niggas

Y'all on death row, I Suge Knight niggas

Time to depart, I book flights nigga

Wassup son, What it look like nigga

Black dress, Black suits

Black shades, Black boots

Black truck, Black coupe

Guns blow, Black flutes

Black card, Black jewels

Black party bag

Black friday, Throw it in a body bag

Black barbie, That's what I call my black braud

African plug, That's what I call a black chord

Get ya sharps get ya flats, That's the black keys

Gettin slick will get ya holes in ya black tees

Black limos Black town cars, Black hearses

Black register books, Signed in black cursive

Black tears, White tissues outta black purses

That's procedure, When I'm sendin back verses