Respect My Name
Respect My Name
I don't play no games
Got chicks looking at me like I'm Mary Jane
But I am here and it's crystal clear
I am all ears, but you sure you want to take me there?
Stay in your lane, because you chicks are lame
and if i throw the punch then I am going to be the one to blame
You call this beef, well I call it turkey
You tripping if you think that I am going to let you hurt me
I heard about you and your little friends too
Should I call shots or should I just let you do you?
You big and bad, but your little clique not
and if I call shots then you are going to be the ones who get shot.
Not I, because I am good
No doubt, I am from the hood
You are "about it" , but you are not
I am ticking like a clock
I am about to boom and bop
Like bop it, I got to watch
My back because I can't stop
The madness just cut it out.
Respect My Name
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