Lyrics Hear Me Out, Pt. 1 - D.R. Da Rula

I be quoting scriptures for the bad noise
Heard a nigga talking down on me, that's a half sword
Brodie keep it on him, only fear the Lord
Told you niggas once, I play with pussy I don't play with boys
Dodge the negativity when it come for me
She do it herself so I aint gotta tell her cum for me
I remember dreaming bout this shit, living comfortably
Family I ain't met all on my line, what you want from me?
I was posting Gofundme's, y'all aint have nothing for me
Still a break my lil cousins off cause they look up to me
Shit was a word of mouth, think they the reason that a nigga made it
I'm true to myself, I can't believe it, all these niggas faking
I ain't always use to grab the onions, use to do the eighthy's
This Gelato 33, what you niggas facing?
I don't gang bang but I see green like what you niggas claiming?
If you aint shooting for the team, where you niggas aiming?

If I don't tax its cause I'm up, I gotta keep it a buck
I'd prolly tax you if I love you if a nigga fucked up
MAG got a nigga rapping, told me keep this shit up
Babyface my favorite rapper, made it happen no luck
I ain't use to always have it now I got it, wassup?
Started stacking now I need 10 thou by my nuts
All these nephews and nieces now a nigga Big Unk
My motivation, I'll be damned if a nigga give up

Yeah
I be in the studio slumped
I done dropped a hunnit grams just rolling my blunts
I ain't got a hunnit bands so let me STFU
Last year was fucked up, wish I was making this up
How my niggas get jammed if this land of the free?
My nigga just wanted a whip, the stoley came with the key
You call it robbery, we call it reparations
I ain't gone pay to get my shit back if you stole it from me
I taught my ex a couple thangs, that's why she owe it to me
If she ever want the dick now she know it ain't free
12 say they smell the weed, I'm like I know cause it's me
Keep that med card on me like a nigga ID
Crud punching on my lungs like that nigga Ali
I'm floating like a butterfly, I got a thing for my bee
I might take her on a trip like it's you and it's me
She don't want the money, she just want a crib and a ring

One time for hustling ass niggas
Two times for my independent women
Three times they done had a nigga fucked up
That's why I gotta play em from a distance
One time for the ones who really getting it
Two times for my niggas doing a sentence
Three times they done had a nigga fucked up
The system really made for a nigga

Ain't no more fronts you got pay for it nigga
You ran off the last time I had to pay it for nigga
Life's short, how the fuck is you gone wait for it nigga?
I'm the type to go get it, you gone pray for it nigga
Stay away from me nigga
Cause when it's pressure on the floor, you stray away from it nigga
That lil petty ass crime, you did a day for it nigga
You think it's cute and shit, you bragging to the hoes
Bitch it's Draft Day, point me to the pros
I don't know where I'm gone go but know I'm finna go
Debt collectors on my phone, they wont leave me lone
I dropped out of college but to each it's on
I be in the zone
I took a million chances on a 10:1 just tryna eat
Use to do advances cause the check was coming every week
Fuck all that gossip, I'm a prophet, I watch what I speak nigga