Neva Be
I had setbacks but I pushed forward, I've been set up I've been let down
When shit was going right, shit went left, I've been f*cked over every way around
That was motivation no fear to bo
Didn't pout about it, shed a tear? no
I'm Calhoun Tubs, I wrote a song about it, y'all wanna hear it? We'll hear it goes
Been to Hollywood but ain't Hollywood
Got an actress there that'll top me good
I know a Donald Trump I know a Robin Hood
One rob the rich the other rob the hood
I don't just rap I got skills wit it, add pain to it you can still feel it
Pops died two years ago, I still talk about it so what deal wit it
Tell the labels I need a deal wit it
A few mill and a house on a hill wit it
Sip lean, do every drug, this game got too many ills in it
Junky rap, depression shit ya either O.D or slit ya wrists listenin'
The program needs a reboot and I'm the perfect candidate to kill switch it
New Neo, new Matrix the software done updated
F*ck the love I love the hatin'
It's motivation for the bucks I'm makin'
Feed the fire add some fuel
With my 40 acres... add the mule
Need both of em they overdue
Tell all my exes I'm over you
My bad over y'all
FroNation shirt all red vans black overalls
I lose when you talk about views but I win if it's the best overall
Skills impact and content
Flows image and my knowledge
My brand and how I always bomb shit
Cram em all together like a mosh pit
Die a hero, live a villain, don't matter they both suck
Ya under-appreciated, nigga either way, I'm going celibate I gave enough f*cks
Stand tall, rise fall
Wake em up they noddin' off
Fame addictive, I guarantee you'll take it to head like Tylenol
Got a lot to say and I'm a get it out
Got a lot of dreams and I'm a live em out
Tasted humble pie I ain't like the shit
Couldn't even swallow it had to spit it out
I don't feel em no need to feel em out
Tell the fake go back home the real is out
No long jevity they remind me of the burger joint how they in an out
When I get in, I ain't getting out
Jazzy Jeff these whack rappers kick em out
Like I'mUncle Phil but I'm LL better tell em Cool J is in the house nigga uh
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English
Neva Be
I had setbacks but I pushed forward, I've been set up I've been let down
When shit was going right, shit went left, I've been f*cked over every way around
That was motivation no fear to bo
Didn't pout about it, shed a tear? no
I'm Calhoun Tubs, I wrote a song about it, y'all wanna hear it? We'll hear it goes
Been to Hollywood but ain't Hollywood
Got an actress there that'll top me good
I know a Donald Trump I know a Robin Hood
One rob the rich the other rob the hood
I don't just rap I got skills wit it, add pain to it you can still feel it
Pops died two years ago, I still talk about it so what deal wit it
Tell the labels I need a deal wit it
A few mill and a house on a hill wit it
Sip lean, do every drug, this game got too many ills in it
Junky rap, depression shit ya either O.D or slit ya wrists listenin'
The program needs a reboot and I'm the perfect candidate to kill switch it
New Neo, new Matrix the software done updated
F*ck the love I love the hatin'
It's motivation for the bucks I'm makin'
Feed the fire add some fuel
With my 40 acres... add the mule
Need both of em they overdue
Tell all my exes I'm over you
My bad over y'all
FroNation shirt all red vans black overalls
I lose when you talk about views but I win if it's the best overall
Skills impact and content
Flows image and my knowledge
My brand and how I always bomb shit
Cram em all together like a mosh pit
Die a hero, live a villain, don't matter they both suck
Ya under-appreciated, nigga either way, I'm going celibate I gave enough f*cks
Stand tall, rise fall
Wake em up they noddin' off
Fame addictive, I guarantee you'll take it to head like Tylenol
Got a lot to say and I'm a get it out
Got a lot of dreams and I'm a live em out
Tasted humble pie I ain't like the shit
Couldn't even swallow it had to spit it out
I don't feel em no need to feel em out
Tell the fake go back home the real is out
No long jevity they remind me of the burger joint how they in an out
When I get in, I ain't getting out
Jazzy Jeff these whack rappers kick em out
Like I'mUncle Phil but I'm LL better tell em Cool J is in the house nigga uh
I had setbacks but I pushed forward, I've been set up I've been let down
When shit was going right, shit went left, I've been f*cked over every way around
That was motivation no fear to bo
Didn't pout about it, shed a tear? no
I'm Calhoun Tubs, I wrote a song about it, y'all wanna hear it? We'll hear it goes
Been to Hollywood but ain't Hollywood
Got an actress there that'll top me good
I know a Donald Trump I know a Robin Hood
One rob the rich the other rob the hood
I don't just rap I got skills wit it, add pain to it you can still feel it
Pops died two years ago, I still talk about it so what deal wit it
Tell the labels I need a deal wit it
A few mill and a house on a hill wit it
Sip lean, do every drug, this game got too many ills in it
Junky rap, depression shit ya either O.D or slit ya wrists listenin'
The program needs a reboot and I'm the perfect candidate to kill switch it
New Neo, new Matrix the software done updated
F*ck the love I love the hatin'
It's motivation for the bucks I'm makin'
Feed the fire add some fuel
With my 40 acres... add the mule
Need both of em they overdue
Tell all my exes I'm over you
My bad over y'all
FroNation shirt all red vans black overalls
I lose when you talk about views but I win if it's the best overall
Skills impact and content
Flows image and my knowledge
My brand and how I always bomb shit
Cram em all together like a mosh pit
Die a hero, live a villain, don't matter they both suck
Ya under-appreciated, nigga either way, I'm going celibate I gave enough f*cks
Stand tall, rise fall
Wake em up they noddin' off
Fame addictive, I guarantee you'll take it to head like Tylenol
Got a lot to say and I'm a get it out
Got a lot of dreams and I'm a live em out
Tasted humble pie I ain't like the shit
Couldn't even swallow it had to spit it out
I don't feel em no need to feel em out
Tell the fake go back home the real is out
No long jevity they remind me of the burger joint how they in an out
When I get in, I ain't getting out
Jazzy Jeff these whack rappers kick em out
Like I'mUncle Phil but I'm LL better tell em Cool J is in the house nigga uh
Writer: Jeffrey Dean
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid