Songtexte naysAyers - Jafet

Time has passed and many things have changed
New artists new fashions
Come and go in a flash
But the world still replays the same
Joy but also pain
Love but also disdain but this man
Did step in the shadow of the
Valley of Death and yet
He overcame

This for all the doubters and the naysayers
This for all the hustlers and work weighers
Used to shop at SoHo then I moved to Thayer
Run the game solo but I'm too player
They thought I fell (Eiffel)
I just booked a trip to Paris
I'm a big deal riding big wheels talking Ferris
Pussy niggas feline Antonio Banderas
Big poppa y'all my sons it's truly apparent

List of priorities the bread takes precedence
Said a prayer for every dead president I ever spent
That's reverence kicked the doors down
They ain't let us in
Shawty loves her salad I'm the one who
Bring the lettuce in
Say they want the beef with me I don't condone it
I got no condolences for my opponents look
I'm laid up and checked out game look vacant to me
Came for the crown now I got it
Who gone take it from me? Please

This for all the doubters and the naysayers
This for all the hustlers and work weighers
Used to shop at SoHo then I moved to Thayer
Run the game solo but I'm too player
They thought I fell (Eiffel)
I just booked a trip to Paris
I'm a big deal riding big wheels talking Ferris
Pussy niggas feline Antonio Banderas
Big poppa y'all my sons it's truly apparent

Pressure I'm constantly under it's no wonder
Why a nigga stressed all this weight on these bars
Tryna get it off my chest I'm left unimpressed
By these rappers claiming they the best
Tried my best to leave
I'm too locked in to give it arrest
You tryna flex tough act
Should win a Tony no Romo
She charged you for sex I gave her dick pro bono
Say you want the smoke I got the plomo
You look a little shook my nigga yo no
Pararme no se como like a cripple
Lamborghini doors ajar like a pickle
My 2 Cents worth about a nickel-back at it
So whoever at the top you could stop
You're excused and don't let the door hit you
Don't gotta go home but you do gotta go man
I got plenty shooters pop ya noodle for the lo mein
Empty out the magazine get the whole catalog
Dead body floating down a stream
Oh shit cat a log
Boom Pow Punch Kick thems fighting words
I'm a cash cow you watered down
Like the two percent version
I mean to think you're at my level
Is just udderly absurd I mean to think
That I've been doing this
Since labels out scouting him nah
My target audience is all of those who doubted him
Like yes you hi how's it looking way down there?
Like I care no room for squares in my circle
This Glock go bang like Kirko
The family all that matters
Does it irk all of you Urkels? Hmmm
Good I hope it hurt you
Cause it hurt too

Go ahead say it
Jafet