文本歌词

Your name is Emekwanem Ibemakanam Ogugua Biosah
Emekwanem means don't f**k with me
And the word don't f**k with me means don't mess with me
And Emekwanem would mean do not ever think of making me mad
Because if I get mad
Do not ever carry on with my boy
Cuh rip
Used to stash the package in the mattress or the sofa
Mama kept complaining 'bout the m*******a odor
Had a brick of molly when the lawman pulled me over
I was putting keys in the motor like Toyota
Used the Karo pints I f**ked a lot of n***as over
So I bought a pipe and kept the toaster with the holster
Used to ask my brother why he cook with baking soda
Told me I won't understand this life until I'm older
Work that work had to work my work
Work the work workin' with the work
Work that work workin' with my work
Work the work workin' with the work
Work that work had to work my work
Work the work workin' with the work
Work that work workin' with my work
Work the work workin' with the work
Granny always b***hin' 'bout me saggin' at my britches
So I got to whippin' with extension cord and switches
Mama used to tell me stay my a*s up out the trenches
But I never listened hit the trenches started Crippin'
Posted on the block Glock tucked with the Hoovers
I was selling rocks to a cluck like a rooster
Math teacher ask me Maxo why I'm always skippin'
I was trappin' fractions after school like detention
Broke as hell we had to manage chicken noodle syrup sandwich
Jew Medulla Josh
And Alex had no beds we slept on pallets
Daddy was a swiper and my mama was a booster
Cousin Pooh he was a killer all my uncles they some losers
My brother Hew was janky n***as robbin' andale
'Till I went inside his room and stole his AK
Stupid a*s decision I regret it everyday
A n***a caught him slippin' shot him right inside the face
Went from whippings with a belt to whippin' like a chef
Cookin' with my left c*****e and meth
Pops locked in jail Glock on my shelf
Murder block bang my set slangin' pot Percocet
When I was twelve I went from Chuck E Cheese to selling work to fiends
Now I'm grown as hell the trap the only thing that work for me
DeeJay Money Lindo Ceelo DeAndre CBD
In a 4door Buick stolo that we took from H E B
Stupid s**t I used to do trap for tennis shoes
My bars like inner tube I'm crash like Bandicoot
See the streets is all I knew pimps and prostitutes
I never owned a suit I was known to shoot
Now I want that Bentley Coupe shootin' stars inside my roof
Where I'm from if you a star you handle rocks or shootin' hoops
My dad was locked up doing time for crackin' cars for revenue
Twice a week he call my line to preach and tell me what to do
Told me follow mama rules read my book go to school
But instead I bought a tool hit the trap with Janky Ju
Shake residue fast money goop
But I needed something new hit the stu' and worked the booth
So I
Put in work had to put in work
Work my work workin' with the work
Put in work had to put in yuh
Put in work
Work work
Work with the work
Had to jugg my work work with the work
Had to work my work put in work
Work work
Put in work
Work