Qualified Leads Lyrics

I apologize to beats that I neglected and I sat on

They been on my phone for years I always had intent to rap on

I just never got to it, life gotta happen first

When it's thrown together I can't respect your lil rappin verse

That's why your records turn into dust collectors

No jaw droppers, they just paper weights and door stoppers

No value, don't matter how you switch the gears

So thankful that God gave me the gift of years

Used to panic Sunday worried about a manic Monday

Not no more I thank the lord before I'm out the door

Deep in the back 40 eating what I kill

Running round in a Negro town but this ain't no Key and Peele

This is T for real the name Side Effect is on the shelf

Just on a quest to be my most authentic self

Ain't nothing change the music bang and still enjoyable

Still spit with the grit of a hardcore unemployable

Every jawn gets slaughtered wack cats get drawn and quartered

Sprinkled with Quicklime to help the foul smell absorb it

Wrapped in plastic in a Baltimore vacant boarded

I make it morbid on VHS tapes, record it

Told'em once before I's da bul, they ain't believe me yo

Turn the music up before I turn on the TV though

Feed full of qualified leads that wanna leave me doe

Shut up and take my money is how my people go

Shut up and take my money when they hear me flow

Turn the music up before I turn on the TV though

Feed full of qualified leads that wanna leave me doe

Shut up and take my money, lets go

It's a shame Covid taught us that our idols might be broke

They desperate running scams posting tag somebody dope

Maybe, you should pawn them diamonds and fur coats

Go fill out a app or go back to selling coke

If I don't move my feet then you don't eat so we like neck to neck

Three stacks was so prophetic so it's hard to forget it

It take two to tango that phrase ain't by chance

At a glance it kinda suck if you the only one that wanna dance

Da bul Terrence always deliver without fail man

I lived a wild life you might of caught it on a trail cam

Got guns and weed, rap about it, wouldn't dare man

Heard a Grizzly say I could of killed you with my bear hands

Bear hands, it's just me and instrumentals

The rest get ignored like critics with no credentials

Can't tell me nothing with your speech cold and blistery

Ain't feeling my heat you're on the wrong side of history

Just a bunch of window lickers, losers, with zero hits

That hate Blacks but love rap, you know corny weirdo shit

Go disinfect a doorknob

Make yourself useful round here you doing a poor job

Told'em once before I's da bul, they ain't believe me yo

Turn the music up before I turn on the TV though

Feed full of qualified leads that wanna leave me doe

Shut up and take my money is how my people go

Shut up and take my money when they hear me flow

Turn the music up before I turn on the TV though

Feed full of qualified leads that wanna leave me doe

Shut up and take my money, lets go