I Wish - Yelawolf
I wish a motherf_cker the best of a lucka
S_ckers can kiss my pickle, adjust your lip up and f_cking pucker
I got pull like a trucker, specifically southern Louie the Slugger
Tucked on the Chevy rubber to bust your bubble
Hug your mother, don't lie to your brother
You know Yela's trouble, call the police, look at these bleeding knuckles
Alabama's elephant feet rumble, get pummelled and beat
Underneath the concrete like a street plumber
Give me the bucks from in the trees hundreds of leaves
Cover the Mossy Oak sleeves I got it, believe it momma
Corny motherf_ckers we shuck em
And animals, we stuff em, a cannibal, he's bluffing nah
Woke up in the morning with a f_cking pen and a pistol
I put one to the paper, I put one to my fears
Stuck up a shop with the pen then I shot up my notebook
I'm reading bullet holes, I wish I f_cking would
[Chorus]
I wish a motherf_cker would tell me that I ain't hip hop
B_tch you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherf_cker would tell me that my sh_t gonna flop
B_tch your sh_t sh_t gonna flop
I wish a motherf_cker would tell me that I ain't hip hop
B_tch you ain't hip hop
I wish a motherf_cker would
I wish a motherf_cker would
[Verse 2]
Hello all my fellow crooks as I let the cigarello cook
I'm kool-aid, I got that ghetto hook
I got a white b_tch who said she went to Pebblebrook
Graduated in '03 and love Yelawolf
I got more numbers than a yellow book
And I took more shots than Carmello took
So I'm used to being an underdog
Send my goons to come assault every last one of y'all
No wonder all they brawl take their pajamas off
Look up ? whenever I want to call
I'm a convict but I don't wear orange
I'm so raw, catch me in my rare form
I been fly, my momma gave birth to me on a plane
N_gga so I guess you could say I'm airborne
I'm running my city getting my mayor on
Stay on my grizzly, you know I bear arms
[Chorus]
I wish a motherf_cker would try to run up on me, I keep that clip cocked
I wish a motherf_cker would tell that ain't kush that's in my zip look
I wish a motherf_cker would tell me I ain't hip hop, b_tch my sh_t hot
I wish a motherf_cker would
I wish a motherf_cker would
[Verse 3]
Au contraire mon frere one pure pain giver
Don't ingest this, it might cause corrosion of the liver
Yeah toxic, dropkick opponents on arrival
This ain't hip hop, this is the manual to survival
Take notes fake folks, imitators and lovers
A true to life Jesus risen up from the gutter
I'm awesome, different from the rest of you rappers
And that's real sh_t, Pill spits exactly what happened
This is chemistry ?
Please explain the vivid scenes of what occurred on streets
And I doubt if you know what it really means
Cultural differences divide us and our nemesis
When music is the food for living I think we all forgetting this
Born into poverty, hard torn obviously
That ain't going so we trying to figure out how to eat
Older brother hustling, momma working overtime
Now I'm standing in the kitchen whipping bank it's soda time
[Chorus]
I wish a motherf_cker would tell me this ain't straight
drop yams fresh out the pot
I wish a motherf_cker would tell me this ain't a trout
spot serving it to a block
I wish a motherf_cker would tell me this ain't a yam
shop, come and order your rocks
I wish a motherf_cker would
I wish a motherf_cker would
Lyrics Added By Paul Rotella
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