Ironic - Cormega, Giggs, Havoc

Made a little paper now, ain’t it ironic?

Said I wouldn’t make it, never make it out the projects

But they still there now, ain’t it ironic?

My pockets do calistethics my shit so bolic

Can’t fit it in my wallet, I don’t sniff narcotic

Natural high, y’all niggas can’t cop it

Had a fucked up life, for the world, wouldn’t swap it

One hell of a story, might as well make a profit

My brother died young, round the same time as Biggie

So this ain’t nothing new my heart was cold from the giddy

While niggas in the mirror tryna get all pretty

I’m fighting with the bouncers, get my team in with me

Spent nights in the cold, sipping on gold

It’s not what you deserve, get what your hand hold

Forever, y’all fold for violating the code

Bitch feeling horny, all she gotta do is blow

That mother fucker and that motherfucker

I ain’t nothing like 'em, I’m that motherfucker

You body bag who?

I ain’t that motherfucker

It’s a war going on, take that, motherfucker

Catch a fade now, nigga, got the cannons, motherfucker

We can trade shots where you standing, motherfucker

Leave your boy stiff, tryna tell you, motherfuckers

When niggas get hit, they some telling motherfuckers

Everything you tryna do, I already did

Even if you wished me death, I already lived

And came up considerably, came from experience

Don’t bite the hand that feed you, one day may get you rich

Is the emphasis in this conflicting myth of better living

The worst comes more often, remember this

Hate is no different than love that ain’t genuine

Art imitates life, I convey realism

Schemes, I prepared for them, dreams I’m fulfilling, indeed

Odds I overcame are immeasurable

You find out who thorough when charges are federal

Weak links exposed when once seemed inseparable

A chain reaction, praise you had in the street

Ain’t the same when you change your status

I stay adapting to make it happen

And made it out the same place you trapped in

That mother fucker and that motherfucker

I ain’t nothing like 'em, I’m that motherfucker

You body bag who?

I ain’t that motherfucker

It’s a war going on, take that, motherfucker

Catch a fade now, nigga, got the cannons, motherfucker

We can trade shots where you standing, motherfucker

Leave your boy stiff, tryna tell you, motherfuckers

When niggas get hit, they some telling motherfuckers

Who’s who, my nigga?

My nigga, who’s who?

Gangster, niggas from YouTube’ll get moved to

Coo coo, pussyhole nigga that’s in a tutu

Two twos, man got the prick, my niggas move loose

Cognac, man got the yak, ain’t sipping two juice

Think back when I gave Dubz the likkle deuce deuce

Tulse told Saj grab the champagne and get the Goose scoot

Toot toot, man grabbed a chick, a Betty Boop Boop

They never watched, never got the message

Never got the gwop, never got the method

Never watched a Glock, never got the effort

Never gonna stop, man forever kweff 'em

Metal under tops, never got the lesson

Man are from the Narm, never got the Peckham

Man have got the arms and we gotta get 'em

And man don’t deal with can’t’s, man, I’ve gotta test 'em

Went and got the dank

Said they wanted light, went and got the lamp

Buck said it was light, went and got the champ

Man was on the ite, went and popped the champs

Man was on their bikes, went and got the shanks

Then I switched the life, now I’ve got the stamp

Swimming for their lives when man got the plank

And man was getting by, now I got the bank

That mother fucker and that motherfucker

I ain’t nothing like 'em, I’m that motherfucker

You body bag who?

I ain’t that motherfucker

It’s a war going on, take that, motherfucker

Catch a fade now, nigga, got the cannons, motherfucker

We can trade shots where you standing, motherfucker

Leave your boy stiff, tryna tell you, motherfuckers

When niggas get hit, they some telling motherfuckers