451

(Intro)

[Verse1: D'Shaun]

Now we know that
Everybody wanna be a real nigga
Everybody wanna be a trill nigga
And one more point that they feel nigga
EVERYBODY WANNA DOLLAR BILL NIGGA

So what you think I rap for
I mean I'm okay with a Rav4
I need passports
And G4's and a pilot to make time fast forward

Cuss that's the life that I live for
I need two-doors doors and four doors
Tryna ball dog, like Paul George
I mean score score score score s'more

We at war war war war on tour
And when we lose a soldier
We pour fours for the fallen

Need a wrist band
For my wrist cuss it's broken
From whipping and whipping
& Swishing I'm balling

Luckily
On God she loving me
Know she my favorite
So she just put up with me

We getting paper
I feel like it's stuck to me
And ima keep balling
Til money ain't much to me

Whooo!!!

Paper this paper
That came from my pen
Burning this paper
These flames from within

I got the juice
You can't mix it with gin
No need to pretend
I will not be your friend

Burning it burning it
Burning it BURN
Writing these verses
I earn what I earn

I need a crown
I belong on the throne
Royalty raised me
The top is my home

Whooo!

Ray Bradburry with the pen nigga
Watch on Ben10 nigga
Plus I'm
Hungry & I'm tryna eat son
When they give a nigga paper
I'ma burn it like 451!
You Could

[Hook]
Meet me in the trap its going down
Meet me at the mall its going down
Meet me at the club its going down
Anywhere ya meet me guarantee..

THAT WE, SHUT THAT SHIT DOWN!

Shut it down
We shut the whole thing down
We Shut it down, Shut it down
We shut that whole thing

WE SHUT THAT SHIT DOWN!

Shut it down
We shut the whole thing down
We Shut it down, Shut it down
We shut that whole thing down Like

451
451
451
451
451. 1

[Verse2]

Uh
Back up on the scene
Ooh
Clips like movie scenes Ooh
Got the girl of yo' dreams
And her skin like Krispy Kremes

I put the team over i
Like an algebraic equation
She drink sake, and she beg for it
That's Asian persuasion

AND I
Told these niggas
I'm back with a vengeance
We know hoes tell
So I'm tending to tenants

Never on time
But present on attendance
Plus I rap so much
My presence, presents, presents

Master
Ain't worried bout no peasants
In my Optimus prime
And I never come second

Gifts I've been given
We bless up, These blessings
And strain all them strands
For the presence of stressing

The beat & the verse
I'm the jury & judge
Plaintiff I killed it
The victim as well

Ball on a court
I got bars like a jail
My girl is an angel
And still hot as HELL

Hater you hater
Just give it all up
I'm sicker than syphilis
Hack & I cough

Hack like computers
On top of these beats
And I rap like No Limit
And I'm master P

Paper this paper
I been working hard
I hit the mall & i blow it
MY GOD

I'm on her mind
And I'm on her iPod
MY NIGGAS IS FOUL
BUT YOU BET THEY WONT FLOP

Whooo!

Ray Bradburry with the pen nigga
Watch on Ben10 nigga
Plus I'm
Hungry & I'm tryna eat son
When they give a nigga paper
I'ma burn it like 451!
You Could

[Hook]