The 5 Year Theory (Real S**t Last) - Dom Kennedy
We exclusively in the studio
My n_gga Casey Veggies, my n_gga Roccett
My n_gga Tech on the boards
My n_gga Archie Davis
Westside, OPM, Other People's Money
Uh
[Verse 1]
I seen a new Porsche today, I'mma get my mom that
Black on black Vans for real, like I'm in combat
I get the same type of girls.. that LeBron snatch
'cept it ain't no guarantees in my contract
True enough... f_ck you, I been through enough
Told 'em it was Other People Money, then I threw it up
Makes sense
Sometimes shoppin' is a day spent
I might be off coppin' 'fore I pay rent
Might be on Compton, get my whip washed
Just so I can see her
Just so I can see her do her lip gloss on it
Man, this sound like I shoulda put Rick Ro$$ on it
N_ggas buyin' Rolexes with the tick tock on it
Oh, that's what time it is
I'ma let y'all handle minor biz
I must be where you always tried to get
Cuz when I came up, n_ggas feelings came out
The cars pulled up, and the ceilings came out
The ladies came through and they titties pushed up
And just when she was ready to leave? I pushed up
And told her "hey baby, I'm crazy, but I drive a 650
I'll drive to Vegas if you dip with me
Let's shoot a video in the desert"
She said "you already did that"
I laughed was like "oh sh_t, how I forget that?"
Make a QuikStop at the store, get some ZigZags
Cold ass bottle of water and some Tic-Tacs
My n_ggas buyin' 6 packs, not Kit-Kats
Where your homegirl live at? tryna hit that
I had two bottles of Veuv', don't wanna chit chat
This is a world premiere, don't wan' miss that
Didn't have me in yo top 10? still get math
N_ggas ain't figured it out? real sh_t lasts
I could stop rappin' tomorrow and still get ass
Like back high school, in the mornin', we used to skip class
Told her "ooh girl you fine, wit yo thick ass"
Yeah
I said I told her "ooh girl you fine, wit yo thick ass"
Aye
[Verse 2]
I love to watch her when she backin' up
That ass remind me of the baddest truck
A n_gga probably took her out once, uh huh, that's wassup
I'll have her at the house, cookin' for me, packin' lunch
My phone never stop ringin', I get faxed a bunch
N_ggas playin' video games, yellin' "pass the blunt"
I be in the studio writin', payin' taxes s_ck
N_ggas lettin' bullsh_t slide, come on, that's enough
Play wit my money? and die, that's some tragic stuff
Grew up on Laker games, I f_ck with Rambis tough
Did a show out in Boston, they think Magic s_cks
N_ggas do spend that money, I be stackin' up
Told her "you could bring your girl, y'all just lappin' up"
Seems like I went from....just pickin' rappin' up
To everybody new favorite rapper like fast as f_ck
I'm not the type that's gon' ask for much
I'm not the type that's gon'
Uh uh
Just what's owed to me
A lil' Patron, feel me?
Some b_tches that's gon' feel me, some n_ggas that won't kill me
N_ggas is grown feel me, I really don't pop pilly's
I listen to Bob Marley, the wisdom that God give me
Tryna go platinum, just hopin' that y'all hear me
I really don't play ball, but n_ggas could ball feel me
Uh, ha
Like 50 Cent on y'all n_ggas
I never heard a fly verse on sh_t from y'all n_ggas
So I don't never wanna hear sh_t from y'all n_ggas
Man I can't even walk thru the f_ckin' mall with her
Uh uh
Cuz she fine with her thick ass
I can pick you up anywhere except 10th Ave
Haha
You need me, not Slimfast
Keep a Dom Kennedy shirt in yo' gym bag
Aye
Girl you fine with yo thick ass
Girl you fine
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