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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wallie the Sensei
Rap
Drum Dummie
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Traquan L Tyson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drum Dummie
Producer
Vic Stewart
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Nice to meet you, they call me Tarzan
I been runnin' through this jungle
Got no place to call my home
**** swingin' from one tree to the next
No fears on my soul
Gorillas with me, we ain't fear these ****
I got voices in my head like, "Wallie, kill these ****"
[Verse 2]
Mary Jane, I cannot save you
I belong in the wild
I swear I always knew these hoes wouldn't be shit
Ever since I was a child
I don't know how I made it out
These **** tried to knock me down, down, down
But every bullet missed
So I still exist
Long enough to show the whole fucking world the definition of a real ****
[Verse 3]
Slick Rick, I'm too smooth, can't touch me
Greatness so people really can't rush me
Look, bitch, you either hate me or love me
But how you hate me? You really wanna join me
They throwin' shade at a **** from the nosebleeds
I'm in the game, bitches tryna get some floor seats
Got time invested in relationships I don't need
Room full of people and I'm still feeling lonely
[Verse 4]
You **** ain't on what I'm on
See me and you ain't in it for the same thing
My mama had a tab at the store and we couldn't by shit
So it was up to me to change things
These **** just wanna be the plug
I'm just tryna be the lamp of the light
When you need me, plug Wallie up
And I'll make sure that you can see through the night
But, ****, if you switch
It'll get real dark in this bitch
Two guns, ambidextrous
Defense, both ends, gotta catch to get
I swear to God, a fucking prayer couldn't save me
Ever since I was a child
Mama was at bingo
Me and my amigos
Learnin' how to commit crimes
[Verse 5]
Okay, my daddy wasn't there, so what?
That's a sad song nobody finna download
I hope he know he had a cold-ass son
That's how he gettin money, fuckin' all these bad hoes
I want a million 'cause my family never had dough
I want the Gucci 'cause I never really had clothes
Mama was on that bus with her kids
So she needs something with the fucking butterfly doors
[Verse 6]
I said my daddy wasn't there, so what?
Boss or a bum, you could tell I chose up
I could get money with my eyes closed up
Look at my wrist, cold cut
Look at my name, no smut
I got these **** froze up
They want me dead, so what?
'Cause me and my **** finna load up
We ain't got time to wait for God to show up
Bullets burn a **** throat like he just drunk a soda
[Verse 7]
Marchin' like the soldiers
Hut one, hut two, hut three
Finna blow a **** down with this .223
Lemon squeeze so sweet, leave his brain juicy
24 years old but I'm still a OG
Wallie been through it all
Made it out no scars
Was sleepin' in my car, bookin' rooms no charge
[Verse 8]
They tried hard not to let me in
They don't ever wanna be compared to Wallie
The whole world gone respect my gangsta
My music, and all this other cool shit about me
Or I'll go insane, sensei with the quickness
Karate chop a whole brick, I'm vicious
Spill his brain, don't leave no witness
Expose **** for who they is, straight bitches
[Verse 9]
This is all we know and we love it
I'm quick to put a **** in the oven
**** thinkin' Wallie never on nothing
Tricks up my sleep, a pop shove-it
Last thing he seen was that bucket
Last thing he seein' is that bucket
Last thing you gon' see is that bucket
We ain't missing nothing, don't tell nobody nothing
Written by: Traquan L Tyson