Isaiah Rashad - Modest lyrics

rate me

Modest, I be in interviews, some niggas hating

Cause I play it like I don't have no clue that I'm the greatest

Tory come, sit up on this dick, I see you waiting

don't Need a baby cause I'm too young and wild to be the savior

Nail me to the cross and I'm just hanging

Least they left the serpent in my fingers, I'm just smoking

Players from my city barely make it to a poster

'less you got a warrant, what you got in that Corolla?

Oh, officer, just Boosie Boo and DG Yola

Won't let them haters get me down, that's what they told us

It's funny how they blame the south when they weak shit don't blow up

We came with all the funk while niggas act like they don't know us

Just living a lie, OG's, acting like hoes, we couldn't rekindle the fire

Nigga, retire, nigga, catch up with the time, I can see more than the block

I can see more than your spot, I don't be stuck in the past, hommie

I'm puffing the grass, holding my cool like a strap, look at my southerner ass

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Niggas tried to tell you what you want

But niggas rarely give you what you need

Bitch, I came here right here with the bounce

And if that ain't enough I got some weed

Yeah, cause

Quiet, I be in living room, nigga shaded

With my Nia Long, I sing her a song, she masturbating

Then bring me a loan, she got something to say like Larry David

But I leave her lone, ho, I gotta go, I got a baby

Stuck in Babylon, niggas carry bombs and carry rabies

Who gon' speak for you? Who gon' sing your song if you don't play this?

I got strays for days, picture you go home and you that nigga

But can't pay your bill, you can't buy no diapers for your little one

Don't you pay for thrill, child support is like a check away

How you chill with Kendrick? Do you smoke with Q and Dr. Dre?

Least today is real, I should ask some groupies for some fakes

Just a stepping stone, least them kind of bitches know their place

This my second home, this where favorite rappers get replaced

This what the niggas from the South gon' kill that, doubt it, bring the bass

Bitch, I came here right here with an ounce

And if that ain't enough you gotta leave

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Thanks to Juice for correcting these lyrics