Lil B

Lil B - Scouts Report lyrics

rate me

Higher then this fake rap, hating my heart,

So the money can’t help that

I wanna care people but I can’t so I sit back

I know all is wrong but I came to get back

I move with the people but them suckers on me wraped out

How do that feel when you know all my problems

I move so high style like what the fuck’s my problem

See five from my party is disolving

I got the best D. films, I got the best old films

That won’t help when your mind can’t found a sit

My mind so crowdy, we stuck up to the projects

Let’s start war, let’s stay upon that traffic

You a great person and don’t forget that I’m watching

I wait to watch this cuz I won’t miss a step

I let you in the flesh smell gold on my breath

Fans got a wisdom on the great white and blue

Yeah I’m in the flesh but that for the feedness

I rise artist as Lord is my whitness

I’mma win a grammy in my time, represint this

You represinting days, keep going, keep living

If you not days keep going I love you

Tight of the people walking by me in public

I got most of ...see me and say hello

Even bad days turn bright with a smile

Mines play chello, violins cousin

Our big boy’s crying but I always stay tuggin’

Tuggin’ to the end, that’s the end of discution

You keep pray on me, the people know

All became a game with the money and a ginges

I’m so underground like where man is splina

We coming for the main street

Real nigga, fake nigga, that’s the same thing

How you gonna get back, my nigga’s in the hood get shut for just being black

This was all a plan, this was not a coincidence

Running to a place where nobody want me living here

We flexing on a world we the same but you ain’t see the shit

I gotta fight for work

Tears in my eyes, everytime I cry release the hate inside

I feel so could but I know I’mma shine

Keep your head up for me one time

It’s for the gran, don’t wanna juice myself

But I feel your feets on my line

Real street nigga man I’m gettin over,

Same man nigga put the money on the sofa

Stuck it up man, how’s life mix tape?

It’s for life man,

Listen new niggas, I know a lot of you nigga ain’t even about that rap

You know what I’m saying

Thar real hip hop a lot of you niggas don’t give a fuck

I might fuck you niggas from the internet

Fuck any of these suckers to the internet

Niggas coming here,

You know is real rap, ooh my, real hip hop ooh my

Youknow its’s all a nigga gotta still

You know gotta still

You know we got a house out of this

You know what I’m saying

That’s how we going

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