Plan B Lyrics

Cash rules, everything around me Don't worry, I don't stress

Get around it just like Plan B Put my dick inside the game

And now I'm just a bastard Tryna get remastered

Pick it up, get faster All my rhymes are cynical

Sometimes they sounding biblical Put me on a cross

Call me next time Jesus walks When I'm on the mound don't balk

All these niggas wanna talk When it comes the time to shine

All y'all niggas do is whine Talkin' bout the time ain't right

Nigga, get your ass in line losing's all part of the fight

Gotta find what's best for you You don't need no fuckin' crew

Take your hand and pick a few Don't you know mistakes are great

Why the fuck you fightin' fate? Take your plate and clean it up

Wrigley Field 2016 Man, them cubs was lookin' mean

A hundred year's was counted out Then we caught a dub, no doubt

Trust a process like Embiid Your future's moldin' as I speak

Ain't nobody can compete Make a splash and make it last

Get your bros, fuck them hoes All them girls don't care about you

Tryna trap you like a parent Come on, man, we got some plans

Even if they out of view Stand your ground and don't you frown

Go and make your parents proud Fuck the stans, fuck them fans

Fuckin' up your mainframe Get your head in the game

Troy Bolton, we ain't foldin' life a motherfuckin' musical

Melodious and tuneful Full of pleasant sounds

Tryna distract you from the crown People finna count you out

Don't you ever back down My goal is to rule the world

Came to town like Genghis Khan Got Mongolian beef

Fuck the drama, shit is weak Now I got the time to speak my mind

Let me take a peek inside cerebral cortex Got the brain of all the vets

Reimagined with context to put to rest All the bets against me

Now I'm tryna see what's next History repeats itself

It ain't really a mystery, a godsent Missionary with a fuckin' scheme

Martin Luther King had a dream back in 1963

All that shit was not for seen Now we gettin' cream

Rulin' ain't easy But pimpin' ain't either

Go and put your ego aside Think it's time to realign

What's goin' on within your life I done fucked up a lot too

Maybe even burned some bridges That I wish I had back

Matter fact, fuck that You see, what is done is done

Take your life and move along Ding dong, who is that

It's your future at the door Go ahead and open up

Pack your bags, we're movin' on Being free is destiny

Fuck an agency on me Stack your money, get that cream

People actin' funny, givin' you some fuckin' looks

Give em' all the fuckin' boot Double doink, Cody Parkey

Zoinks, Scoop, spark a doob Get a room, fuck a party

Call me Marty, not Mcfly short for Martin like the King

Don't call me Elvis, not from Tupelo But I puff on Do-si-do

Smokin' on the most potent spoken word I'm gonna preach it

Cherry pickin', stole a bucket Call me Precious, not a preacher

That gossip shit is sickening Can even call it weakening

Talkin' bout somebody, you a fuckin' quidnuk Go ahead, look it up

Inquisitive and gossipy Actin' like you been there

Since the day they came out the womb Over time, grew up with wounds

Never knew cause you a fool Come on, dude go finish school

Get to class, we tryna pass If you skip, you're a dope

Then you're gonna really hope you had a plan B

Finna fuck yourself, look at ya now Ain't no time for an abortion

Shoulda knew that school's important Come on, bitch, got an appointment

Your life administrator's on the line Told ya, find a paradigm

Fix that motherfuckin' shit Patterns kinda really suck

So you gotta give a fuck Go and wake your ass up

Been asleep for way too long So I took my dreams and now these songs