Served. ft. RGunn Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
If you go against me, boy, ya gon' get served, ha
That's my word
Paraglide with the fishies, scuba with the birds
On my own level, I'ma make sure you learn
If you go against me, boy, ya gon' get served, ha
That's my word
Paraglide with the fishies, scuba with the birds
Play chess with the jocks, run pick-up with the nerds
Militant like the Kurds, ten toes in the dirt
Retired my emotions cause I'm over being hurt
Life is a drive, sometimes you gon' swerve
Now she say I'm a Dick like my name is Richard, word?
I take what I deserve
Seven-seventeen repping, proud of the 'Burg
I say it with my chest 'til everybody heard
Then I say it again, get on everybody nerves
I don't care...
Some things I don't say twice
Only make nice plays and I don't play nice
There's a right way, far from left, way right
Never scared of a bark nor terrified of a bite, aight?
Look
I'm already ready
For anything they put in my path or throw at me
I do what I do, fam, I'm so Scrappy
Made somethin' of myself, it made Momma so happy
To the bank I be laughin'
Blink, and you're askin' what happened
I made a mess, I'm not asking for napkins
I attacked 'em like Dragon Z, dragged 'em like ratchets
Whoa
Prepare for the switch-up
Do work like a pick-up
I said MR. Richard
Got mad like I rip shirts
But calm as a fisher
Or praying ministers
No cracks and no fissures
In my facade
I should be dead, I put that on God
But He sent me angels, them angels my squad
I know who I am and I know what I'm not
I'm turnin' heads when I step in the spot
I'm fittin' to piss when I step to the pot
"What is he doin'?", heard that question a lot
I'm doin' me with the time He allots
They say time is money and I don't like to borrow
So love with no regrets since they don't promise tomorrow
Be who you be, cause you are what you are though
I'm comin' after all you dogs to take you out like Parvo
This my word
Go against me boy ya gon' get served
Top of my class and ahead of the curve
Got the spice and the sauce, I feel like Chef Curry
With ten seconds left
Time's running' out, I don't feel stressed
I relish the pressure, always feel blessed
I stay well prepped, and ready for a test
So proceed with caution if you feel like I lost it
I don't do this often, when I do I fill up coffins
The smell will leave you nauseous, knock you right off your high horsie
I don't ever have to force it like a gut into a corset, ha
Boy this my word
Go against me and ya gon' get served
Patience is gone, go and call a nurse
Nah, I need higher help, call ten doctors
Listen, this my word
Go against me and ya gon' get served
Word