I'm too passionate with no time for you bitches I ain't rationing, the man, the myth, the legend
Not by accident, an otherworldly inhabitant Yellin' f*ck police antagonists
I'ma go deep when they passin' it TD TD dance with it, yeah
When I'm chasin' big payments, f*ck placin' it in
Savings, they be nothin' Compared to me, I'm worth 80 men
Maybe homo sapien Ladies want my alien
Babies, they be hatin' him Radiating negative paintings
F*ck my image, though Yeah, word to the mirror, ho
Cause I treat talk like good jokes Do you get it, bro
But only if you want it Only if you talkin' shit
See, I Cheech and Chong it Ain't hippie, but I'll pass a fist
Please don't make me do what I'm taught Do to you what I'm taught
I was shown to throw the fake ones out using no thought
Yes, it's true, I got used to it You can't cut a knot
That's why my clique full of real ones Y'all clique full of opps
Someone tell me where the real who Not tryna appeal to , everybody else at cause' everybody here do.
There's way too many yes-men
Askin' not enough questions They just cannot digest
To stomach it when in testin'
And me? I'm out the rubble
From the concrete on the pavement Who's the one that held it down me
So please stop debating it
I aspire to retire nicely when I make it, but for now
I'm just livin' lavish in the basement
Tough to crack like jawbreakers I've been whippin' strictly tinted cards
Feel like Darth Vader I've been forced to bandage damaged parts
Gas pack gang, Im costra nostra Rollin', smokin', pain away
I've been on this potent Up my dosage and see pearly gates
Smokin gas pack, diamonds on me Gucci, Louis V
I got jet lag, don't talk to me Till I fall asleep
You reppin' colored flags I'ma keep it solo like a G
Please keep like six feet I don't want you bitches around me
When I started this, I done built it from the ground up
Out the dark abyss, but I climbed out and now I'm up
Who got harder shit? I don't hear nobody like us
Feel like Spartacus, breakin' out this bitch a fighter
Real gladiator shit, I grew up with the tigers
On my slaughter shit it's DOA, so don't you try us
Hunnid on a Cedes', all her friends wanna ride us
I can't play pretend, I'm quick to spark up like a lighter
Click Click
With the flame, then we goin' ghost ridah
Blazin' on the road like Cheech and Chong
Smoke lightin' up, you gamble with yourself like casinos, don't try your luck with us
Cause the house will always win before we slide your cut
Don't Make me do what I'm taught, do to you what I'm taught
I was shown to throw the fake ones out, using no thought
Yes, it's true, I got used to it, you cant cut a Knot
That's why my clique full of real ones, y'all clique full of opps
PNDR - How Im Taught (feat. Atla$) Lyrics
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I'm too passionate with no time for you bitches I ain't rationing, the man, the myth, the legend
Not by accident, an otherworldly inhabitant Yellin' f*ck police antagonists
I'ma go deep when they passin' it TD TD dance with it, yeah
When I'm chasin' big payments, f*ck placin' it in
Savings, they be nothin' Compared to me, I'm worth 80 men
Maybe homo sapien Ladies want my alien
Babies, they be hatin' him Radiating negative paintings
F*ck my image, though Yeah, word to the mirror, ho
Cause I treat talk like good jokes Do you get it, bro
But only if you want it Only if you talkin' shit
See, I Cheech and Chong it Ain't hippie, but I'll pass a fist
Please don't make me do what I'm taught Do to you what I'm taught
I was shown to throw the fake ones out using no thought
Yes, it's true, I got used to it You can't cut a knot
That's why my clique full of real ones Y'all clique full of opps
Someone tell me where the real who Not tryna appeal to , everybody else at cause' everybody here do.
There's way too many yes-men
Askin' not enough questions They just cannot digest
To stomach it when in testin'
And me? I'm out the rubble
From the concrete on the pavement Who's the one that held it down me
So please stop debating it
I aspire to retire nicely when I make it, but for now
I'm just livin' lavish in the basement
Tough to crack like jawbreakers I've been whippin' strictly tinted cards
Feel like Darth Vader I've been forced to bandage damaged parts
Gas pack gang, Im costra nostra Rollin', smokin', pain away
I've been on this potent Up my dosage and see pearly gates
Smokin gas pack, diamonds on me Gucci, Louis V
I got jet lag, don't talk to me Till I fall asleep
You reppin' colored flags I'ma keep it solo like a G
Please keep like six feet I don't want you bitches around me
When I started this, I done built it from the ground up
Out the dark abyss, but I climbed out and now I'm up
Who got harder shit? I don't hear nobody like us
Feel like Spartacus, breakin' out this bitch a fighter
Real gladiator shit, I grew up with the tigers
On my slaughter shit it's DOA, so don't you try us
Hunnid on a Cedes', all her friends wanna ride us
I can't play pretend, I'm quick to spark up like a lighter
Click Click
With the flame, then we goin' ghost ridah
Blazin' on the road like Cheech and Chong
Smoke lightin' up, you gamble with yourself like casinos, don't try your luck with us
Cause the house will always win before we slide your cut
Don't Make me do what I'm taught, do to you what I'm taught
I was shown to throw the fake ones out, using no thought
Yes, it's true, I got used to it, you cant cut a Knot
That's why my clique full of real ones, y'all clique full of opps
Not by accident, an otherworldly inhabitant Yellin' f*ck police antagonists
I'ma go deep when they passin' it TD TD dance with it, yeah
When I'm chasin' big payments, f*ck placin' it in
Savings, they be nothin' Compared to me, I'm worth 80 men
Maybe homo sapien Ladies want my alien
Babies, they be hatin' him Radiating negative paintings
F*ck my image, though Yeah, word to the mirror, ho
Cause I treat talk like good jokes Do you get it, bro
But only if you want it Only if you talkin' shit
See, I Cheech and Chong it Ain't hippie, but I'll pass a fist
Please don't make me do what I'm taught Do to you what I'm taught
I was shown to throw the fake ones out using no thought
Yes, it's true, I got used to it You can't cut a knot
That's why my clique full of real ones Y'all clique full of opps
Someone tell me where the real who Not tryna appeal to , everybody else at cause' everybody here do.
There's way too many yes-men
Askin' not enough questions They just cannot digest
To stomach it when in testin'
And me? I'm out the rubble
From the concrete on the pavement Who's the one that held it down me
So please stop debating it
I aspire to retire nicely when I make it, but for now
I'm just livin' lavish in the basement
Tough to crack like jawbreakers I've been whippin' strictly tinted cards
Feel like Darth Vader I've been forced to bandage damaged parts
Gas pack gang, Im costra nostra Rollin', smokin', pain away
I've been on this potent Up my dosage and see pearly gates
Smokin gas pack, diamonds on me Gucci, Louis V
I got jet lag, don't talk to me Till I fall asleep
You reppin' colored flags I'ma keep it solo like a G
Please keep like six feet I don't want you bitches around me
When I started this, I done built it from the ground up
Out the dark abyss, but I climbed out and now I'm up
Who got harder shit? I don't hear nobody like us
Feel like Spartacus, breakin' out this bitch a fighter
Real gladiator shit, I grew up with the tigers
On my slaughter shit it's DOA, so don't you try us
Hunnid on a Cedes', all her friends wanna ride us
I can't play pretend, I'm quick to spark up like a lighter
Click Click
With the flame, then we goin' ghost ridah
Blazin' on the road like Cheech and Chong
Smoke lightin' up, you gamble with yourself like casinos, don't try your luck with us
Cause the house will always win before we slide your cut
Don't Make me do what I'm taught, do to you what I'm taught
I was shown to throw the fake ones out, using no thought
Yes, it's true, I got used to it, you cant cut a Knot
That's why my clique full of real ones, y'all clique full of opps
Writer: Elijah Aguilar, Jorge Maldonado
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