Текст песни Ballot To The Chef - Knowledge Seven Supreme

I know niggas that love bush and love Regan
Back then king pins came in all ages
The love of money had us all chasing
Wintertime trapping long johns north faces
Its like the whole hood caught cases multiple bails back to back court cases
Young gods getting lifted in the stair cases word up free our incarcarated scarfaces

Fuck ya top 5 i'm only chasing the rap gods
My early shit was hood anthems for trap gods
90's aura young nastradamous performing at cinderella's
While fucking on Pocahontas
Back then only x I admired was the local legend
Got praised cause he blessed the hood more than the local reverend
Now the game fucked you measure morals with a ruler
Shit you don't know if niggas dealers or they users
Just to impress birds who leave em covered in bird shit
She won't fuck you if you ain't coming with perk dick
Thats where I draw the lines make em perpendicular
I ain't popping perky's just to put dick in her
Rather drop chips on you let you start a business up
We'll be everybody life goals living rich as fuck
Old hoes watching our shit getting pissed at us
Style stealers tryna steal our style but wasn't quick enough

I know niggas that love bush and love Regan
Back then king pins came in all ages
The love of money had us all chasing
Wintertime trapping long johns north faces
Its like the whole hood caught cases multiple bails back to back court cases
Young gods getting lifted in the stair cases word up free our incarcerated scarfaces

First the yeezy's jumped over the jump man
Then yeezy jumped on the nuts of this trump man
No matter who president youngin's gone get they trap on
I Seen them turn the Obama phone to trap phones
Swear ya loyalty to corners that you trapped on
Them be the same corners you get trapped on
Cursing ya old lady for money on ya books
Now you see that trap life ain't as pretty as it looks
Threaten you with wild time i know you ain't shook
Cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks
Now wifey ain't picking up and he don't understand
But word is she bout have a baby wit his mans
He write he congragulations but really wanna beef
Should he kill em or let him live that shit like pulling teeth
Now the world fake and he the only real nigga please
You ain't know ain't no honer amongst theives

I know niggas that love bush and love Regan
Back then king pins came in all ages
The love of money had us all chasing
Wintertime trapping long johns north faces
Its like the whole hood caught cases multiple bails back to back court cases
Young gods getting lifted in the stair cases word up free our incarcarated scarfaces