Richard Pryor. Lyrics

Is you kiddin me

J been going crazy now they feeling me

I been a beast

They know I go stupid like my enemy

Ain't no kin to me

Play with me and look what happen you gon see

We gon send em back five yards they got a penalty

They shoot for hire

Pick up my successor then I go retire

Been tryna chase this money as long as they been tryna kill Michael Myers

Know you a liar we gon have to put you in funeral attire

Then they get to laughing ain't nothing funny I ain't Richard Pryor

Real hustler ain't scared to take no risks

Play with me and I swear I'ma have to test out this switch

Shoot it up like Kyle Korver but I ain't got no flick

They want me dead boy you better not go miss

Real Atlanta nigga I was up tryna get rich

In South DeKalb when I seen Quan I was tryna go get a pic

Ain't talking money it's blah blah that's a conversation I can miss

Play one time I got a death note and you just made the list

Thinkin know me but they really don't

I want lil shorty she know what I want

Up to the early money getting high with my twin getting money with a lung

I keep the nina on me with a drum

Told her to slide now she finna come

Niggas be talking shit knowin well they be living up like a bum

Get to the money and I'm on the run

Straight from the dirt what's up in the slum

Now a nigga rising so high you would think in the oven and he was a bun

Shit is not hard I been having fun

Play with me swear imma get me a gun

They know problems with J

I've been killing you niggas while calling you niggas my son

Is you kiddin me

J been going crazy now they feeling me

I been a beast

They know I go stupid like my enemy

Ain't no kin to me

Play with me and look what happen you gon see

We gon send em back five yards they got a penalty

Kiddin me

J been going crazy now they feeling me

I been a beast

They know I go stupid like my enemy

Ain't no kin to me

Play with me and look what happen you gon see

We gon send em back five yards they got a penalty

They shoot for hire

Pick up my successor then I go retire

Been tryna chase this money as long as they been tryna kill Michael Myers

Know you a liar we gon have to put you in funeral attire

Then they get to laughing ain't nothing funny I ain't Richard Pryor