paroles de chanson Quality Over Quantity - King DeLane, Def Davyne & Layzie Bone
UUH
these
rappers
hate
it
when
my
name
is
mentioned
Promoters
book
me
at
they
shows
I'm
makin'
'em
listen
Tried
to
leave
me
off
the
list
like
it's
makin'
a
difference
Ya
biggest
haters
are
your
friends
hope
you
payin'
attention
I
don't
get
a
lot
of
sleep
I
don't
like
to
be
bothered
I
don't
like
to
conversate
less
we
talk
about
dollars
All
gas
no
brakes
a
million
is
callin'
And
they
hate
to
say
my
name
they
stutter
and
stall
it
To
be
clear
I'm
the
guy
that
keep
'em
inspired
The
guy
that
brought
the
OG's
out
of
retirement
I
don't
claim
to
be
the
best
let
the
people
decide
it
I
just
hustle
for
my
kids
and
my
deepest
desires
You
can
never
take
my
crown
I
ain't
bein'
facetious
You
don't
know
the
first
thing
about
being
a
leader
Hot
headed
wit'
a
temper
you
tryin
to
see
it
You
don't
want
to
be
the
one
to
give
me
a
reason
(trust
me)
I'll
come
down
to
your
level
if
you
wanna
rumble
We
all
have
a
past
mine
is
full
of
struggle
full
of
trouble
Sit
yo
lil
ass
down
before
I
make
you
humble
This
ain't
a
zoo
playboy
welcome
to
the
jungle
Couple
stacks
in
my
pocket
wit
a
burner
on
me
Double
take
over
my
shoulder
if
you
movin'
funny
All
these
hoes
that's
for
everybody
say
they
want
me
But
I
don't
ever
chase
a
bitch
I'm
busy
chasin'
money
UUH
the
Kobe
Bryant
of
the
industry
When
they
talk
about
the
goats
they
never
mention
me
Feelin
like
'Pac
ridin'
on
my
enemies
It
feels
amazin'
how
they
vibin'
on
my
energy
I
see
em
tryna
to
live
a
life
that
they
know
is
fake
Your
bars
are
cap
ain't
seen
a
portion
of
my
accolades
Yeah
I
really
started
out
from
baggin'
weight
Now
you
see
me
out
here
calculating
all
these
master
plays
Pharaoh
status,
bet
my
ancestors
had
some
slaves
Cuz
I'm
savvy,
but
I'm
stuck
up
in
my
savage
ways
Never
tricking
on
a
chicken...
like
Annie
Mae
Still
stick
the
baddest
babes
who
look
like
they
in
anime
My
tracks
been
all
around
the
planet
like
when
Santa
sleighs
Rap
a
.wav
file
then
hit
the
beach,
like
a
crashing
wave
I'm,
too
sexy
for
my
shirt,
like
a
fatter
Drake
Too
pretty
for
that
dirty
work,
still
making
a
handsome
wage
Cuz
I've
always
looked
younger
but
acted
past
my
age
Inner
child
wild
though,
put
that
on
my
granny's
grave
Going
loco,
on
these
bars,
like
a
padded
cage
And
my
flow,
so
hard,
I
might
just
catch
a
case
Quality
over
quantity,
how
I
gravitate
Cuz
I'm
a
top
shelf
dime,
and
they
a
schwagy
eighth
Why
they
can't
even
beat
me,
on
my
wackest
day
And
they
still
haven't
seen
me,
at
my
grandest
stage
Turn
a
hater
into
a
follower
and
congratulate
em
Still
praying
for
my
downfall?
I'm
a
have
em
waiting
Like...
What
a
waste
of
imagination
When
I
put
in
work
my
competition
fills
out
applications
Like
Dr.
Strange
I
leveled
up
no
longer
have
the
(patience)
patients
For
over
saturated
rappers
lacking
maturation
They
claim
they
wanna
collab,
been
in
the
lab
I'm
waiting
Ask
any
woman
who's
approached
me
though
I'm
bad
at
chasing
My
pen
and
pad
amazing,
blazing
now
for
decades
Did
it
for
the
love,
before
I
figured
out
how
to
get
paid
When
I
first
started
used
to
use
it
as
an
escape
10,000
hours
later,
mastered
like
a
Sensei
Brave
enough
to
battle
me,
that'll
be
a
checkmate
Cornered
in
the
corner
coroner
sawing
thru
ya
chest
plate
Thinking
you're
a
problem,
nah
son,
you
just
a
headache
Act
a
fool,
but
graduated
school,
trust
me
DEF
ain't
the
one
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