No Hostages

I see you changin', but, baby, I need more
Come on (I see you changin', ha)
Damn, sing that shit, nigga, haha
Nigga singin', ain't he?
That boy good

They denied a nigga for years
Ignored all of our pains, the blood, sweat
And the tears (The blood, sweat and the tears)
Now this grudge left on my peers
Your hands way in the sky when this thug
Weapon appears (This thug weapon appears)

I want all my niggas to rise up (Yes)
When the ink's dry, who you think suffers besides us? (Who?)

Talks with execs on different ways a pie's cut (We talkin')
He too busy, I guess that mean that he tied up (Hahaha)
Put that pub check in the bag
The BMI, the SAG, they legalized

Us gettin' penalized for cash when we decide (Come on)
We gonna see the lies at last 'cause we supply the swag (Swag)
Too many lies told (Told)
Can't read the small print when keepin' your eyes closed (Woah)
Was dealt a bad hand, now watch how the blind fold (Damn)
We came from the mud in hopes that we find gold
I'm comin' for mine so (Yeah)

Put my masters in that black duffle (Yeah)
Murder was the case, the playlist and the track shuffle (Come on)
These hits harder than a brass knuckle
Somebody find Steve Stoute, Lyor, maybe we ask Russell (Yeah)
They denied a nigga for years
Ignored all of our pains, the blood, sweat
And the tears (The blood, sweat and the tears)
Now this grudge left on my peers
Your hands way in the sky when this thug weapon appears (Let's go)

Now how the hell did this shit happen? (Huh)
I never thought these doors'd close in this fashion
Label heads told me to stop tryin' and quit rappin'
Wit' passion, tryna catch all of our kids nappin' (Damn)
No more interviews, chit-chattin', click-clackin'

Big .45 like Bronson 'cause I'm wit' action (Blatt)
Bigger the problem, bigger the handgun (Yeah)
Don't let this trigger a tantrum, nigga, why don't you just

Put the residuals in a knapsack (Get that)
Physical sales, go 'head and give me my ASCAP (Give me that too)
Merchandise stream and royalties, nigga, pass that (Yeah)
I know all about your advance, you'll get your
Cash back (You'll get your little money back)
Been terrorizin' the game since '04 ('4)
All the shit that I've done has been
Covered in folklore (Folklore, come on)
They fell back when they discovered I broke laws

Just sit tight 'cause I'm the one tyin'
The ropes, dawg (Get this, dawg)

They denied a nigga for years
Ignored all of our pains, the blood, sweat
And the tears (My blood, sweat and my tears)
Now this grudge left on my peers
Your hands way in the sky when this thug weapon appears (Yes, sir)