Tweedle Deedley Dee

[Intro]
Yes, sir, Mike & Keys
This one for the turf

[Chorus]
Tweedle Deedley Dee, this Black boy is free
It's paper in my pocket, it's ginger in my tea
It's merch goin' out, it's tickets on sale
Some nights is heavy, it's weight up on them scales
As far as I can tell, as far as I can see
If you gon' be it at all, then be all you can be
I throw up the T, I blew up the V
I'm sick, look like somebody threw up on me

[Verse]
It's brand new to you, I got the sauce from Dre, though
Better be careful, you filmin' a tornado
Don't play, though, you just sculpt titties out of my Play-Doh
What demographic? My shows look like NATO
Sometimes I sound like Meek Mill, I'm from the Bay, though
Niggas wanna rap with me, that sound fatal
The flow? Water, go get a ladle
They cryin' over spilled milk, get him a cradle

[Chorus]
Tweedle Deedley Dee, this Black boy is free
It's paper in my pocket, ginger in my tea
It's merch goin' out, it's tickets on sale
Some nights is heavy, it's weight up on them scales
As far as I can tell, as far as I can see
You gon' be it at all, then be all you can be
I throw up the T, I blew up the V
I'm sick, look like somebody threw up on me

[Outro]
Mmm, nigga, yuh, hahaha