RebelSume - Rebel Talk Lyrics

Reb

Rebel bitch i lead and you follow
I'm that crazy motherf*cker from the slums of Chicago
Switching lanes dodging potholes find a stain dodge the cops tho
Had my pain act more macho smoking strains that hit like hollows
Eating chicken gyros and tacos I grew up with Griselda's nino Browns and El Chapos
I be showing my talents like it's showtime at the Apollo
God be putting me through hell like I'm a Tyra Banks model
After me it's hard to follow
Unn niggas thinking Because we ain't talkin that mean that we beefing
I'm too busy eating I be working while you out here sleeping
Watch your f*ckin' mouth cause I'm an angel but I'm still a demon
Hard for me to make new friends cause niggas always plotting and scheming
Hoes mad I'm just counting money on the highway scheming
Lost too many homies along the way away part of me still grieving
Sometimes I ask God why me? Why you leave me breathing
Life's a f*ckin' bitch it piss me off I get high for no reason woah
Used to be broke now I'm tryna to get rich
Ran through these hoes think I need a new dick
I try to keep the peace but here they come with bullshit
Girls tryna to change me I'm a dog I can't be fixed
I stay out the way but I'm always in the mix
Third eye blinking like a friendly lil bitch
All about my business boy don't play with my chips
My sauce is a rare flavor boy so why would I drip
I stick to the code you pussies always off script
You can't see through that tint but she slurping on my dick
How you gon be the man when you lame and always quit
If you speak up on my name then speak some truth up on that shit
Cause bitch I'm on bully all my niggas been bully
My bitch love to see me bully feel like beans I'm a bully
Got that thang up on my hip feel just like I'm Sheriff Woody
See my swag different that's why y'all don't understand me fully
Son I brag different pop my shit, but don't move like a goofy
Boy my bag different you will never know what I got truly
I be fast living finna blow like a Michael Bay movie
You know I be going stupid bitch my team gon bop
Get it done without making shit hot you know that thot gon bop
She gon give the whole crew sloppy top you know my lyrics bop
Like a old school bop my shit top notch I hear you sending shots
Don't act tough I'll send you in the shop shock
Bitch ill Never stop feel like sharpay how I bop to the top uh
Niggas hating hoes be choosing dirty gang we all be losing
I'm the master and the student always under the influence
Balling like I'm Patrick Ewing give no f*cks what y'all be doin
Nepotism how I'm moving old timer how I'm schooling
Don't pull your gun if you ain't shooting nobody love me that's fine by me
A lot of these niggas be controlled by greed
I be getting high till a nigga can't breathe
No matter what I can't sell my soul
I'm not Scott Pilgrim can't fight for these hoes
Hahahahahaha I love it