NPC

[Chorus]
Uncle used to hustle cause the struggle he was trapped up in
I swear to god I hope he never pushes crack again
It feel like a drought, but I’m out, time to rap again
And it’s so dope I feel like n****s pushing crack again
Talked to my accountant, he said “Fizza you’ve been stacking man!
Your bank account looks like n****s pushing crack again!”
Copper saw our car and pulled us over, thought we trafficking
And he like “I think these n****s pushing crack again!”

[Verse 1]
I’m dope like coke, my flow might float your boat
Switch lanes, bring the traffic in
You ain’t dope that’s soap
Some n****s move dope on boats and get paid off of trafficking
I ain’t mad at them, get yo damn cheddy
Just know that the man’s ready
The price might be your life they tryna catch a body like they Cam Steady
Is mans ready?
Better hold can steady
Even if it’s damn heavy
Cause mans petty
And if you give mans a chance, they’ll leave fam deadie
I know cats from the UK that talk like Shwabadi but they blam Dessies
Road man tings, they keep one eye on the Wap like ya man Fetty
Address them like the damn Getty’s
Y’all my sons call CPS
I ain’t tryna preach and shit but listen let me teach you this
They said adding baking soda to the Yola make it stretch
Added so much weight, came in a Rustage, left a DPS!

[Chorus]
Uncle used to hustle cause the struggle he was trapped up in
I swear to god I hope he never pushes crack again
It feel like a drought, but I’m out, time to rap again
And it’s so dope I feel like n****s pushing crack again
Talked to my accountant, he said “Fizza you’ve been stacking man!
Your bank account looks like n****s pushing crack again!”
Copper saw our car and pulled us over, thought we trafficking
And he like “I think these n****s pushing crack again!”

[Verse 2]
Ugh, but they left us out here
Iran Contras the monster that was stepping out here
It swept up out here
All of the adolescence out here
But all the military weapons how’d you get them out here?
They hide in a bush
When a noose or a foot is your options
How dare you
Question the route the n****s choose to be popping
Cause often
When n****s starve they turn demon or goblin
But the real evil’s the people with the cheese who can stop it
Who choose to just watch it
And comment all they views on the topic
Then drop it, and click of it, a minute later forgot it
But fuck it, we stay beautiful and black within
Dear lord, I hope my people never push crack again

[Chorus]
Uncle used to hustle cause the struggle he was trapped up in
I swear to god I hope he never pushes crack again
It feel like a drought, but I’m out, time to rap again
And it’s so dope I feel like n****s pushing crack again
Talked to my accountant, he said “Fizza you’ve been stacking man!
Your bank account looks like n****s pushing crack again!”
Copper saw our car and pulled us over, thought we trafficking
And he like “I think these n****s pushing crack again!”