Westside Gunn, Brother Tom Sos - GUS SMACKER

Ayo, let's get one thing clear, fuck these niggas and that's bein' sincere, this fin to your ears For years, my style be copied and stolen from my peers, you sloppy (ah) The G63 Grand Edition lookin' boxy (skrrt), probably on the boulevard Came from behind the Range Rover, shot at least a hundred bullets off (grrt) Spent too much time sweatin' over gas stoves Riki-Oh mask, put the chopped nose to his dome (doot, doot) I seen his OG cry when he see me He said he so proud when he seen me on the TV (ah) I used to show him love, three 20s for the 50 (ah) But then he left to rob two banks, sippin' gypsy (mm) My homie been home two years, it still burn All he wear is green Dicky sets with his Huk shirt Connect said he got enough work to get us through the year Blow your head off and take it for a souvenir (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Held it down on the graveyard shift Made a wish, if I could get through a thousand squares, then I'ma quit (wallahi) Hate comin' from those, the ones that got their stomach flipped (ah) That's why I keep a rubber grip for the sucker shit (boom, boom, boom) The AP say, "Nation," yay scrapin' (whip) My nigga just got a 20-year paid vacation (ah) She said I smell good and taste amazin' I told her, "Bitch, FLYGOD the greatest" (super FLYGOD) Uh, I've been pickin' up pieces and broken promises (whoo) Hot like water for chocolate, I'm the light, that's word to Common Sense (whoo) You niggas need to use your common sense (whoo) Don't chase no bitches 'cause I promise you, they gon' be where the dollar's spent And that's word to Gustavo, son Every day, I make money and pray, I be the one to make the change For generations on the way, I, hmm, ain't the same as these niggas I can't explain it, but I feel like Joey Crack off the Remy, I'm all the way up I'm on my way up (whoo) Fly as a motherfucker, I just pray I stay up (whoo) I've seen too many niggas fall from the top (grrt) I'm the future, perfect timin' like the ball when it drop Tell 'em, "Free all of my niggas," gettin' calls from the box Break my heart, reminisce when we was all on the block Play my part, made it out And as hard as this shit is, they think I took the easy route? I'm appalled, why you doubt? (Whoo) This is God, I'm Jesus walkin' on water (whoo) Peter beefin' with Paul (whoo) This David runnin' from Saul (whoo) This worker turnin' a boss (whoo) This hunger bein' dissolved (whoo) Our money problems is solved, nigga (whoo) For real Welcome to Raw is (Super FLYGOD)